Hello, Everyone!

I was moved by Lyn Latham's message about her brothers. Lyn, I want 
you to know that from the age of two and a half, I was raised a 
Jehovah's Witness.

I was not accepted in my neighborhood, my school, which was The Ohio 
State School For The Blind, and the only true friends I had were ham 
radio operators. I became a ham in 1961.

I left the Witnesses in April of 1978. I had read the Bible for 
myself since the age of nine, against my parents' wishes, but it was 
in Braille, so they didn't know what I was reading, anyway, until I 
started asking questions. Every time I asked a question which was 
against The Society's teachings in New York, I got slapped or 
spanked. I was spanked until I left home at the age of twenty-nine to 
go to Arizona with my first husband in April of 1978. From there, I 
began searching for the Truth. I finally found The Truth in 1982 when 
I was saved by the pastor of a small church in Phoenix called Squaw 
Peak Covenant Church. The pastor came to my house, having never met 
me before, but my second, and late, husband was also there and had 
been a member of The Covenant Church there for
twenty-one years.

Anyway, when Worth Hodgin, the pastor at that time, came to my house, 
John was already there and had explained what I needed to do, having 
read me Scriptures about it. Worth just emphasized it, telling me 
that when I let Jesus into my heart, I would have the Peace that 
passes all understanding. Well, I was able to get on my knees at that 
time, so I did it, and I asked Jesus into my heart that day. I 
confessed my sins and told Him I was probably the worst sinner there 
ever could be! When I got up, I felt such Peace, I can't even begin 
to tell you how beautiful it felt!

Going back to Jehovah's Witnesses, they don't salute the flag or vote 
or accept blood transfusions, saying that accepting blood 
transfusions is like eating someone else's blood because when you eat 
food or take medicine in the hospital, it's usually by IV. They spank 
their kids till they leave home, and some people never leave home, so 
they get spanked at 60 years of age! I know a lady whom that happened 
to, too. The meetings, as they are called, are three times a week, 
two hours per session, except the Book Study once a week. Yes, I said 
Book Study. They don't read the Bible except The New World 
Translation, and a lot of Scriptures are twisted, added, and taken 
away from any other Bible translations I've ever read, and I've read 
all of them that I can get my little fingers into!

Children, even little babies, must be quiet, and if they're not, they 
are taken to the back room of the Kingdom Hall and spanked until 
their little bottoms are red with welts!

Everything must agree with The Watchtower, Bible and Tract Society at 
124 Columbia Heights, New York, NY. My mother is still involved with 
them to the extent that she won't talk to me on the phone when I call 
her if she has Witness Friends over to her house in Venice, Florida. 
She hangs up on me. She doesn't call me back. We E-Mail once in a 
while, and when I can catch her without anyone being there, she will 
talk for hours!

I haven't seen her since November of 1983, and she's pushing 84 years 
of age now. I might as well resign myself to the fact that I will 
never see her alive again! I have prayed for her Salvation, and I've 
been praying for that for twenty-four years now. Would all of you 
pray for her Salvation, please? My Dad died in 1997.

Thanks for reading this, you guys!


In Christian LOVE,
Reeva Parry.


On Tuesday 2/6/2007 08:10 AM, Lyn Latham said:


>Hey yall,
>You know, we more than likely have relatives or loved ones that are 
>not related that we want to see come to know Jesus Christ.  I have 2 
>brothers myself.  One of them Riquo, (that's his new name now) is 
>living an alternate lifestyle, and has 5 adopted boys.  My X. 
>husband told me that they adopt boys to teach them that lifestyle, 
>and I found it to be true because Riquo is always buying them things 
>that a young man wouldn't wear.  My sister Janice has talked with 
>him, but he will not talk to me.  He wouldn't even talk to me when I 
>called on Christmas, brushed me off the phone and never called me 
>back.  So, I can just pray for him.  The other brother, who is my 
>eldest brother William is a Jehova's Witness.  He grew up in a home 
>that knew the gospel, but there were never good examples of the 
>gospel.  So, he became confused and hates church.  So, when his 
>little girl was 2 years old, and he and my sister-in-law had just 
>gotten married, someone came to his job talking about this to him, 
>and I guess they persisted so much that his confused spirit was 
>eating what felt like good food and there you have it.  Of course he 
>sexual abused me from the time I was 6 till I was 13 when he met 
>Sheila.  Boy.  Was I glad to find that out.  But one time I was 
>sitting in with them cause I didn't have anything else to do, and he 
>didnt' even care that I was there, they did what they did and I only 
>knew that cause she asked if they were finished now.  Sorry about 
>that, but it's a bad memory for me, and I remember that I quietly 
>got up and left and went and hid in my room for fear I would be 
>next.  But no more of that happened cause Sheila was my 
>replacement.  They have been married for around 30 years, and I talk 
>to William all of the time and I don't ever talk about it to him and 
>we laugh a lot and talk about Grandma being the 411 of the family 
>and all that silly stuff.  But sometimes I think about it but I 
>really want him to be saved and get away from that horrible 
>stuff.  I studied with them when he first became a witness as they 
>call it, but I knew it wasn't right when I began to hear their songs 
>played and sang backwards in my dreams at night.  Interesting how 
>the Holy Spirit shows us things, isn't it?  Okay, enough of my 
>writings, see yall later.