When I was considering my departure from the “truth” fellowship…
I thought if I stayed in, I could help others (by whatever means God would provide) to recognize the error and misconceptions of this man-made religion.
I was wrong.
I thought my friends and relatives would have enough love for me and our many years of history together that if I did leave they would still feel and show a love for me.
I was wrong.
I thought I knew what the best time would be for my final step. I wanted to get a few ducks in a row, wait until the stress at my job was reduced, wait until all my kids (all married and with families) were aware and in agreement with their dad and mom’s decision.
I was wrong.
I thought it would be OK to continue attending meetings (partially as a cover-up for my new love and hunger to connect with Christians) so I could do what I really wanted – attend churches and bible studies, fellowship with other people.
I was wrong.
I thought with my final departure a done deed, I would not be shunned as some others were. I thought our love and family ties would not let that happen.
I was wrong.
I thought those friends and workers and family I had known all my life would be honest and not two-faced. I thought they would never reject me even if they didn’t agree with me.
I was wrong.
I thought that after the worst tragedy possible (death of my husband) some of those friends and family members would reach out to me in a spirit of comfort and interest in understanding my loneliness and grief.
I was wrong.
There were times when I felt God had rejected and forsaken me when I was suffering in so many terrible situations. When I felt I couldn’t take another thing. When my entire life seemed without any joy or contentment,
I WAS SO WRONG!