On the
other side of the story, I feel for the young pioneer sister that was
interested in this guy but had to follow what she had been taught. She is a
born in and has a very strong love of God, even though she has no idea that what
she was taught, was a messed up, twisted doctrine of God.
I saw
her grow up in the congregation, she was absolutely gorgeous.
I mean
stunning.
This girl could have easily gone to Hollywood
to pursue an acting career and she would have succeeded just by her looks. She
is going to be 30 next year and has never been married. So after this young man
left, she is back to square one hoping to serve in some place in the boonies
where the need is great.
I hate seeing her grow old right before my
eyes and there is nothing I can do about it. I remember around 10 years ago
this girl came to hug me for something I did for her and I still remember
seeing that her skin was flawless and glowing like ember. And her hair was as
black and thick as raven feathers. She had the most beautiful blue
crystal-clear shimmering eyes that would just bring any man to his knees
begging for a small conversation with her- or at least a pad on the shoulder as a sign of her approval.
Now, last time I saw her she had a few grey
hairs and it seemed to be thinning. Also I could see little signs of crow’s
feet around her eyes that were starting to make an entrance into her life because
of her pioneering in the sun every day. But to make it worse, she was convinced
by the elders and the Circuit Overseer to decline her scholarship and start pioneering.
Seeing this is what make me believe that if
there is a God, He doesn’t give a F*** about us.