An elder dropped me off from the Thursday night meeting. I was 16 years old and baptised. We got talking about my mum, who still hadn't managed to quit smoking but came along to the meetings.
And this elder basically said the time left was reduced and I should basically forget about my mum. He didn't say 'forget about your mum, LUHE, because God will kill her at Armageddon' but that is what he implied.
Two years later, my mum had had a stroke and was in hospital, paralysed from the neck down. And this same elder turned to my dad, who was feeling a bit down, at the KH and said:
'You're not the only one with problems, you know'.
What an A-hole