Queen Esther

Congratulations 

Thats  right  yes,  all  JW  looking  interested  to  the  stage,  understand  the  Brother !   Deaf  JW  are  different  to  hearing  JW...  other  culture  -  but  of  course  the  same  goal !   Small  Assembly,  I  not  believe,  bec. 1400 ! attendees   Yes,  the  granny  or  mom  ( unseen )  probable  belongs to  the  very  young  sister
A  very  nice  picture !   May  Jehovah  bless  them  all ❤   I  love  Deafies  alot   bec. my  Brother  and  friends...  I  learned  a  little  DGS  in  the  past  and  ASL  last  time !  Sorry,  in  my  current  town  we  have  no  SL  CONG.   only  60 km  distantly.   Thanks  for  your  comment  @Bible Speaks   Best  wishes  from  Germany

Hello Esther, majesty -
is there a german translation for the poem? If not, I will try to make one.

Door  to  Door  Service  in  GRANADA,  NICARAGUA....
Around  the  world  JW  looking  similar,  nice  to  see  that
With  LOVE  for  the  humans  we  get  the  power  from  Jehovah  to  go...
In  special  houses,  humans  waiting  of  us  -  Angels  are  near  them...    
Often  after  a  prayer,  sisters  or  brothers  knocking  at  the  door,  the  same  day !


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Thank you for your very nice and interesting comment, @David Normand...   I love small Kingdom Halls,  so simple, close and familiar? A wonderful experience for you !  Best wishes and greetings from Germany???

Kingdom -Song No. 89  Jehovah's  Warm  Appeal   *Be  Wise, My Son*

YES...   THE  END  IS  NEAR  !!!!     AND  THE  NATION'S  WARNED  --

SOMETHING  STRANGE  IN  THIS  PHOTO ?
Regional  Assembly  in  Denton,  USA   2 baptized   the photo...  and  1400 attendees! 
May  Jehovah  bless  you,  our  dear  sister's    A  young  and  an  older  sister,  GREAT

What a wonderful story and  such a wonderful hope this young sister had ,something for us all to keep in mind

Jehovah' s  Witnesses  -   Just  remember  to  keep  your  fork    ❤ ❤ ❤
 

 

Another  POEM  I  found....
The train to the Paradise
On the death bed for cessation, a platform free from brawl,
I perceive in peace my debilitating breath.
And give off a brief one as I hear my call,
The one from the train to the paradise.
My soul boards it on, waving a good-bye to my body and kins.
The journey commences, the patrons graciously welcome me with smiles.
I gladly accept the offered window seat to witness the realm free from sins,
Inhaling the pristine air of contentment.
Breaching the clouds, up above the sky we go,
The chirping of birds, the whistle of the engine a merry music to our ears.
The spruce of blossoms of all the shades that we know,
A pleasant company all along the path.
The track so well embellished with assorted vines.
The aroma of satiation by the sight of mighty green grooves,
The breathtaking millisecond vision sends shivers down our spines,
Of the fiery magnificent flight of the phoenix.
Revelation of the antiquities, is more a shocking miracle than delight.
The Unicorn's excursion although contradicts it being mystique.
Is crystal clear to our eyes, to our intellects with dynamic energy we are forced to fight.
Such is the greatness of the train journey.
The train ceases and the Train-master affirms the journey concludes at the moment.
My face dims down, I wish it would go on forever.
My most awaited end I've reached, but a great transition is encountered by my temperament.
Once, only for once again,
I want to travel in 'The train to the Paradise'.
Copyright © Nishant Patil | Year Posted 2015

I hope, this poem will comfort the bereaved ones,  who read it.   ----
I was moved to write this poem during the summer of 1998 while in the depths of grief due to the loss of my dear Mother in May, 1998. I was told about an illustration a circuit overseer related at an assembly. He said, that we are on a train destined for the new world. However, many of our friends are getting tired and going to sleep. When that happens on a literal train, you are taken to the sleep-car. They are in the sleep-car,  riding right along with us to Paradise. I felt,  this is a more comforting mental picture, than that of my Mama lying in a box at the cemetery.  Ruth Bohonsuik
I  love  this  poem  to  our   VIDEO -  PARADISE  TRAIN....  
written  by  our  Sister,  Ruth Bohonsuik
 
THE  PARADISE  TRAIN©
By Ruth Bohonsuik
We're on a forward moving train to Paradise,
Whose passengers are booked for eternal life.
However, some on that train get sick and fall asleep.
They're sent to the sleep-car so they can rest in peace.
They are still on our train,
Riding with us - as we go.
Our destination is Paradise,
Only then will it unload.
The Great Crowd is conducted off the train,
Then Christ Jesus, our Master, speaks,
To those in the sleep-car - "come on out,"
The time has come for the end of all grief.
Our loved ones are finally awakened,
And received with unspeakable delight,
Known only to those who are faithful,
And preserved through Armageddon's fight.
The depth of sadness and grief once known,
As promised, is matched by joy untold.
Never again by death will loved ones be severed.
Together we praise, the Great Jehovah forever.
The things we will do! Ah! The plans we will make.
Unhindered by illness, pain, sadness, or aches.
Fear will be gone, that enemy death is no more,
Are some of the things our dear Father has in store.
In the name of Christ Jesus, your Only Begotten Son,
We prayerfully thank you Jehovah, for you are the One,
Who lovingly arranged for us to come aboard this train,
That safely transported us, 'From Paradise Lost to Paradise Regained'.
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Jehovah' s  Witnesses  -  The  Paradise  train  >>>>>>>>>>>>>> 
We  all  will  meet  us  in  the  NEW  WORLD !  ❤

YES...   THE  END  IS  NEAR  !!!!     AND  THE  NATION'S  WARNED  --

SOMETHING  STRANGE  IN  THIS  PHOTO ?
Regional  Assembly  in  Denton,  USA   2 baptized   the photo...  and  1400 attendees! 
May  Jehovah  bless  you,  our  dear  sister's    A  young  and  an  older  sister,  GREAT

(Haggai 2:7) 7 “‘And I will rock all the nations, and the desirable things of all the nations must come in; and I will fill this house with glory,’ Jehovah of armies has said.
....... The end is near....

SOMETHING  STRANGE  IN  THIS  PHOTO ?
Regional  Assembly  in  Denton,  USA   2 baptized   the photo...  and  1400 attendees! 
May  Jehovah  bless  you,  our  dear  sister's    A  young  and  an  older  sister,  GREAT

Thank you posting this video, just the help in needed this morning.  I have felt a bit trampled down at the moment and it I just needed a reminder as today watchtower says, that Jehovah never leaves us and I am worth more than I feel. Christian love Ross Uk
 

I hope this poem will comfort the bereaved ones who read it.   
I was moved to write this poem during the summer of 1998 while in the depths of grief due to the loss of my dear Mother in May, 1998. I was told about an illustration a circuit overseer related at an assembly. He said that we are on a train destined for the new world. However, many of our friends are getting tired and going to sleep. When that happens on a literal train, you are taken to the sleep-car. They are in the sleep-car, riding right along with us to Paradise. I felt this is a more comforting mental picture than that of my Mama lying in a box at the cemetery.  By Ruth Bohonsuik
THE PARADISE TRAIN©
By Ruth Bohonsuik
We're on a forward moving train to Paradise,
Whose passengers are booked for eternal life.
However, some on that train get sick and fall asleep.
They're sent to the sleep-car so they can rest in peace.
They are still on our train,
Riding with us - as we go.
Our destination is Paradise,
Only then will it unload.
The Great Crowd is conducted off the train,
Then Christ Jesus, our Master, speaks,
To those in the sleep-car - "come on out,"
The time has come for the end of all grief.
Our loved ones are finally awakened,
And received with unspeakable delight,
Known only to those who are faithful,
And preserved through Armageddon's fight.
The depth of sadness and grief once known,
As promised, is matched by joy untold.
Never again by death will loved ones be severed.
Together we praise, the Great Jehovah forever.
The things we will do! Ah! The plans we will make.
Unhindered by illness, pain, sadness, or aches.
Fear will be gone, that enemy death is no more,
Are some of the things our dear Father has in store.
In the name of Christ Jesus, your Only Begotten Son,
We prayerfully thank you Jehovah, for you are the One,
Who lovingly arranged for us to come aboard this train,
That safely transported us,  'From  Paradise  Lost  to  Paradise  Regained'.
THANKS  OUR  DEAR  SISTER   RUTH  BOHUNSUIK
 

Jehovah' s  Witnesses   -   You  are  priceless  for  Jehovah

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"Decision: My Life Story," by Fred Franz. Lecture given approximately 1985. Franz relates his conversion to the Bible Students in 1913 and his subsequent service as a member of the Jehovah's Witnesses.
At the time, Franz was President of the Watchtower Society. Franz died at Watchtower headquarters in 1992.
 

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Albert D. Schroeder - memorial program.pdf
Talks by Albert Schroeder on jw-archive.org
Are You Progressing on Jehovah's Highway of Holiness? - Special Talk by AS
 
He also delivered Frederick Franz' Funeral Talk in 1992
 
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1 Peter and the New Birth
Regarding the usage of the Reference Bible
Delivered in Tucson AZ on April 1986
22:42

Here is another one of his talks

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Appreciating The Modern Magnificent Things Of God
The Spiritual Temple and the Anointed
March 1968
Inglewood CA
Special Meeting evening
1:46:54