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MELISSA - FROM HURTING TO HEALING
Twice a month, Melissa shares her experiences leaving the Jehovah’s Witness religion after being raised in the Watchtower. Her “Hurting to Healing” broadcast on Blogtalk’s Healing X Outreach channel offers hope to those going through the process of leaving Jehovah’s Witnesses and reaching loved-ones still involved in this religion.Read more
GLORIA - A 5th Generation Jehovah's Witness Leaves the Watchtower
Hello, my name is Gloria and I was a fifth generation Jehovah's Witness. My story goes back over 100 years to the time of my great grandmother. She was born in 1884 and came across Kansas to Oklahoma in the covered wagon. President Hayes had just opened up the land known as Indian Territory for the settlers to homestead, and they rode horse back in a race to stake their claim on the land. At 18, she was married and gave birth to a son. When he was 2 years old, while my great grandmother was shelling peas, he grabbed one, put it in his mouth, chocked and died. This tragedy lead my family to seek God. Unfortunately, Charles Taze Russell had a radio program on at that time, and was coming into town. When Pastor Russell came to town, he came in a carriage pulled by elegant striking black horses, and he was dressed in a black robe. He was quite the showman. They were simple country folks, looking for answers.
So started the journey of my entire family giving up their lives to follow the teachings of one man. They not only followed the teachings of Russell, they became special pioneers and eventually put in 150 hours a month traveling from town to town in the Midwest, showing the photodrama of creation.
That was one of the first talking movies (before talking movies even came to be) and so it drew in many people. At that time, Russell’s group was called the International Bible Students. I had 7 aunts, uncles and great grandparents of the anointed 144,000 (the only ones who as Jehovah’s Witness’s get to go to heaven, which means they actually partook of communion). Most Jehovah’s Witnesses of today do to not partake of communion. Instead, they pass the bread and wine and touch it, but they would not think of actually putting it in their mouths and swallowing it...Yes Jesus at John chapter 6 says, "eat it, partake, or you have no life within yourselves."Read more
.: TAMMIE - Former Jehovah's Witness Pioneer
Raised by Jehovah’s Witness parents (her father an elder), Tammie was confident she was in the only true religion. Pioneering in her 30’s (spending at least 90 hours per month), she reported an average of 10 “Bible studies” and placed 100’s of Watchtower magazines and books monthly. As a skilled debator, Tammie gave frequent “talks” and “demonstrations” at Theocratic Ministry School from age 7. She was considered the model “Witness” by her family and friends, until the conditional love she had embraced failed and everything in her life fell apart. Only in Christ, did Tammie find what she had been looking for.Read more
.:THE TESTIMONY OF JULIE
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Church was nothing but a social gathering for me when I was growing up in a nominally Protestant religious setting. I was in my twenties before I even knew how to look up a scripture reference by chapter and verse. Still claiming “spiritual” as my religion, I hesitated to call myself a “Christian,” because I thought I needed more knowledge of their beliefs. So, in my thirties as a young mom of two children, I began to earnestly read the Bible on my own. Having very little religious background, I only knew about the fellow named Jesus, and I knew that I wanted to be on His side when the end came.Read more
.:THE TESTIMONY OF DAVID H
I was born in London, England in 1947. My mother and father had both been badly injured during the second World War and were raising us in post War Britain. I had a younger brother and sister and can remember our early life together as being warm and loving as our mother was a wonderful woman—even though she had lost a leg in the final part of the War.
During the early 1950s our lives changed suddenly when two Jehovah’s Witnesses called at our door and told my dad why the World was in such a terrible mess. They explained that it was not God who caused all the Wars—but Satan the Devil. They started a Bible Study with my parents and within 6 months, they were baptized.
From that moment on, my dad became a fanatical preacher of the Watchtower message. Before the War, my dad had been a nominal Catholic and my mother an Anglican, so I had been christened in both churches and then baptized as a Jehovah’s Witness when I was only seven years old.Read more
.: THE TESTIMONY OF DAN
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I, Dan, was raised as a Jehovah’s Witness and I held to those beliefs for my entire life until the fall of 2008. Since I grew up in an abusive home where my father was an alcoholic and addicted to drugs, the Jehovah’s Witnesses never completely embraced me as one of their own because they feared that I would act like my father. So, although most of my family currently practice the Jehovah’s Witness religion, I was never deeply involved.
Despite my inability to fit in at the Kingdom Hall, I did, however, hold solidly to all of the doctrines of the Watchtower Society and believed that I knew it better than most Witnesses. I read the Bible from front to back several times before the age of 21. So I wanted more than anything to become a dedicated servant of the Watchtower Society. I became an unbaptized publisher and that is as far as I made it in the organization before I left it completely.Read more
.: ANNE MARIE - Disfellowshipped but Saved by Jehovah!
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I was that young and pretty sister you might have seen at the Kingdom Hall. You know, the one with “all those kids.” The one who struggled to raise her children in “The Truth” alone. The one who was rarely considered as “wife material” because she was “damaged goods.” After all, “No one is going to want you and all your burdens!” as it was put to me by a well-meaning pioneer sister.
Like many of you, I was raised from a tender age to be a Jehovah’s Witness. I truly loved Jehovah all my life. I loved my Brothers and Sisters, and I truly believed that IT (the Watchtower Organization) was “THE Truth.” I grew up in San Francisco, during the Vietnam War, the Black Panthers, riots, protests, and the “Hippie” movement, and I became disillusioned with “the truth,” leaving it at age fifteen, since I believed Jehovah God was going to “kill me anyway” because I would never be “good enough.” Also, I was sick of the gossip, the judgments, and the fear of Armageddon…which was always “just around the corner.” But pregnant with my fourth child at nineteen, (after my children’s father had walked out on us in late 1974), the Jehovah’s Witnesses asked me, “How can you let your children die just because you don’t want to live up to Jehovah's righteous requirements? Do you REALLY want your children’s blood on your hands?”Read more
UNDERCOVER AT THE WATCHTOWER MEETINGS
My name is Thomas, and I am sorry to say that I am currently serving time in prison for sexual abuse. God has totally forgiven me for this crime, but the damage I have done is irreversible.
I am currently 68 years old. I joined the Jehovah’s Witnesses at age 19, in 1966, with no prior religious knowledge or experience, and remained in the organization until my divorce in 1975. In 1986, my 14-year-old son and I both gave our lives to Christ.Read more
I joined the Watchtower in 1996 after graduating from Junior high school at the age of 15 years, on my own volition without any prior studies from the Watchtower Organization as was and is the practice. Not a single member of my immediate and extended family expressed interest in the Watchtower Organization, but this did not bother me.
Almost immediately, I started engaging in preaching from house to house with an un-baptized Jehovah’s Witness. In 1997 and in 2000, I dedicated myself to God by water baptism. After baptism, I became more zealous and committed to preaching and teaching throughout the period of my Secondary, Post Secondary and University Education.
This was so because I had been convinced by the Watchtower twisted doctrines that this religion was God’s only earthly organization to lead all who heed the preaching message to salvation because I was taught that all the existing Christians denominational churches were false. I became convinced sincerely because I learned that for a particular denomination to pass the test of truth, all of its core doctrines and beliefs must be founded in the Bible. I was taught that this was not the case with the existing denominations because they taught the following teachings and views: Celebrating Christmas and Birthdays, Not preaching the Kingdom message from house to house but on medium of communications, teaching of eternal torment of the wicked in fire, Immortality of the soul, Trinity doctrine and heavenly hope for all righteous people, just to mention a few of the doctrines rejected by Jehovah’s Witnesses.Read more
.:THE TESTIMONY OF ANGIE - “The Word Was God.” - A Story of His Grace.
I grew up in a very dysfunctional family. My mother was a teenage runaway that used prostitution to live and support her addictions. My father is not known. Almost immediately after birth, the state placed me with my maternal grandmother. As I grew older I realized the things I had heard about my mother started close to home. My grandmother and other family also had drug and alcohol addictions. I desperately craved normalcy. I hadn’t been brought up in church, but we always had a Bible around the house, so I tried to “be good” by reading it.Read more
I was a Jehovah’s Witness for 42 years, literally born and raised. My father was baptized when he was young but fell away then came back to the organization when he and my mother started studying again shortly before I was born. My great-grandmother was one of the 144,000 “anointed ones” (special JW group that goes to heaven) so my background is pretty extensive!
I am the youngest of 5 children. I had a number of cousins who all lived in the same neighborhood, attended the same schools and went to the same Kingdom Hall. This made it really easy to keep an eye on each other and to “tell” on each other when someone wasn’t following the rules. Guess who that usually was who reported bad behavior? No, it wasn’t me! I was terrified of making waves and having anyone find out I wasn’t who they thought I was. (I had seen what happened to those who didn’t measure up!) It was one of my sisters. She was always challenging the rules and the authority given and sneaking out to be with boys. They labeled her “crazy” and someone “in need of medication.”Read more
I was born in 1977 and raised as a Jehovah’s Witnesses until I left at 18 years old. From a very early age, my mother taught me to recite Scripture from memory. When I was 6 years old, she married my stepfather who soon became an elder and required all of us children to become examples for the congregation. Oh, how we studied and studied those years to prove ourselves! God was never real to me. It was only how I was perceived by others in the congregation that mattered.
At 8 years old, I joined the Theocratic Ministry School, consistently commented at the meetings and was out in field service EVERY Saturday morning. But at 13 or 14 years of age, the need to be accepted by the “worldly kids” led me to rebel and lash out at school. I never rebelled violently, but I was tired of being different, and made fun of at school. So, I began to live the “double life” as they called it.Read more
“The Making of a Missfit – A Princess of the King!”
I was supposed to be the little boy who’d save my parents marriage, but by the time I was born, my dad had moved 2000 miles away and never came back. My mom remarried when I was 3, but divorced him after 6 months, after discovering he was homosexual. By then, she was easy prey for her 4 younger sisters who convinced her to join them in becoming Jehovah’s Witnesses.
I loved my mom a lot as a small child, but lost respect for her as I watched her allow this organization to rule our lives, forbidding everything from celebrating birthdays and Christmas to receiving a life-saving blood transfusion. Every word we were or were not allowed to say was carefully dictated, and constantly changing. We first called our gatherings “classes,” but later we were ordered to refer to them only as “meetings.” We were required to know the latest terminology, and it always changed. The person in charge of the congregation went from being a “Congregation Servant” to an “Overseer” to—I think today—an “Elder.” We’d been instructed to call them the “Judicial Committee.” This struck terror in my heart, as I believed they were appointed by Jehovah Himself, Who, I believed, was terribly harsh and demanding.Read more