Every word put to paper was purposefully done. Every sentence was intentionally crafted. There may be a smattering of passion in the course of this work, but the result of this undertaking was calculated. What was my purpose in writing this book? Is this a writing of passion or anger? Contempt or concealed contrition? What was my motive?
I was born into the religion of Jehovah’s Witnesses and was raised by my forebears with the single-minded goal to be baptized in the name of the Lord, Jehovah. Lucky me. There was a problem with this monomaniacal plan. I was an atheist as far back as I could remember.
Before I continue, I’d like to make the following requisite statement which I think is very important to articulate. I promised myself that I did not want to make another Jehovah Witness bashing book. There are plenty of those available. I wanted to convey the intentional internal conflict that is nourished in the congregation and the ideologies used as brainwashing you to accept the “truth.” To understand my reason for witting this book, I think some background is required to understand the vector of my thoughts and how I ended up on my laptop, typing away ferociously on the topic of the Jehovah’s Witnesses.
As mentioned previously, I was an atheist as far back as I could remember. I was always interested in science. It seemed to be the only thing that could quench the innate thirst of my mind. Very quickly, I started to realize that religion and reality could not coexist and that lies were being told.
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