After pushing me for years to have little or no contact with "unbelieving" family members, during a particularly frightening and financially devastating crisis, we were told by the elders that if we needed help, we should ask our non-believing family, not the congregation. After all we'd done for everybody else - giving people food, giving congregation members jobs, helping them move, fix their houses and cars when ours needed work, shoveling walks for older ones, ...not to mention that congregation members had actually lived with us for months at a time before!
The family that was "dangerous" for us to associate with, even to visit, suddenly was who we were advised to go live with, because it was too much trouble for anyone else to lend a hand.
It made me heartsick and physically ill at the time, but now I've actually never been so grateful to anyone as I am to those elders, for showing me, beyond a shadow of a doubt, who really loved and cared about me!
They were right about one thing...associating with my unbelieving family did negatively impact my meeting attendance! (of course, depression made me not want to get out of bed to go to the meetings, too) They were also right that not constantly going to meetings could cause you to lose faith in the "truth" (tm)...because it sure did for us! We got off the hamster wheel and started thinking for ourselves again, and realized it was a crock!!
edited to say:
...giving people food, giving congregation members jobs, helping them move, fix their houses and cars when ours needed work, shoveling walks for older ones, ...not to mention that congregation members had actually lived with us for months at a time beforeplease don't mistake me...we were more than happy to do all this, we did it with joy and not complaining (well, sometimes a tiny complaint, but we really did enjoy almost all of it!), we loved doing things for those we thought of as our spiritual family...but when it was us that needed help then we were supposed to ask my family, who were never JWs.