The Jigsaw

Was woken in the early hours by my ankle - hobbled about getting medication - wondered about getting to the Meeting at the Kingdom Hall - especially as I have no chauffeur today and will have to drive myself.

Captain B was off early with his Metal Detector head on.  "Find me a Viking hoard", I trilled as I waved him out the door.  It hasn't happened yet - but there is no shortage of ring pulls in this house.

Anyway, I wanted to be at the Meeting so I went. And am so glad I did.  The teaching gets better and better, and it was lovely to hear Rita in her answer say that as she began to study the Bible with the Witnesses it was as if a jumbled jigsaw inside her head began to click together, as she began to understand what the Bible says.

That was exactly what I said - over 25 years ago.  Exactly the same jigsaw image.  It was as if a lot of jigsaw pieces in my head began to click together - almost frighteningly fast sometimes.  And I began to see the truth at last.

Another sister at a Convention said it was like seeing a very faded old photograph suddenly start to come into focus and reveal itself.

This - the power of Jehovah's spirit-inspired word - is what welds us JWs, all such disparate people, from every tribe and nation and tongue - together.

The Captain and I are at our computers - he detected no hoards, but did find treasure in the shape of some rather lovely butterfly photos which will appear in The Captain's Log in time.