Good topic for me. Like most "good girls" Wit or not, I didn't question nearly enough. By the time I last left a KH--wearing a new pair of glasses--I still didn't question enough. I knew they perverted justice, and I knew I wanted nothing to do with them, but I was just as blind in my resentment of their dishonesty as I had been when giving the 'right' answer to the cooked-up questions for every paragraph in their "study" books and magazines.

Alone (no internet back then) on the outside I struggled to make sense of the big world in which I was a stranger and for well over a decade was too busy growing a life worth living to give much more thought to what I'd left behind. 20 years of freedom later I got a wake-up call and began questioning ANYTHING I ever learned from the Borg. That stirred up a LOT of mental dust--hundreds of ideas/beliefs I'd never associated with my Watchtower-trained brain that needed cleaning out.

Being excommunicated from their society was, as I've said so many times before, one of God's greatest gifts. I didn't know just HOW great that gift was until I began living the freedom I'd been given. Up until that point I'd been either (a) one of them giving all the 'right' answers, or (b) an outcast. Now, as a free woman, I ask questions. Now I seek answers. I have a right to ask, and a right to be given answers. (It's amazing how threatening even a kindly-phrased query can be to those who trust organizations with their minds.) I ask God questions. I get answers. Sometimes I understand. Sometimes I have to ask what it means. It's fascinating. It's not religious.

I've begun studying Torah with a Jewish group and LOVE it. It's all about questions. They expect them. They respect them. Ahhh. In my element at last. (Now, I finally get why Jesus was always asking questions--even as answers. He's JEWISH! That's the Jewsih way. It's a great way to get someone to think on their own.) If and when this gets to be as Pharisaical as, say, Jehovah's Witnesses, I leave it behind. But right now it's one of the highlights of my week.

Cee Cee