The final morning of the 2014 Atlanta International Convention of Jehovah’s Witnesses has arrived. I scarf down a sweet red apple. Our luggage is packed and already in the car. We have checked out of the hotel and our journey to the Dome starts earlier than the past two days; we’re trying to beat “the traffic”. Ha! Yeah right! Everyone has the same idea. There are still many Witnesses packing the MARTA and enjoying each other’s experiences during this unique train ride. I overhear one brother say that the train ride is SO tight that he was trying to put some money in his back pant’s pocket but put it in someone else’s pocket! Smh…LOL!
The spiritual meal that spanned this Sunday was excellent, despite a loud thunderstorm that arrived mid-afternoon. Bro. Morris and the convention overseer instructed us not to leave the Dome immediately following the afternoon session. Safer to let the storm pass before making our varied routes back to our homes. And making the best of this situation, of course we all used it to spend more time with our newly-met international brothers.
It’s so nice to sit back and observe a true brotherhood. To observe the interaction of the many friends. Who knows when we will see each other again? So much contact info. is exchanged. Maybe I’ll finally get to visit Asia by way of Miyako or Tokyo. Some know that it may not be in this system of things, such as the Japanese delegate that told me “See you in Paradise!” And that’s fine since we’ll be under far better conditions, enjoying each other’s company and talking about the wonderful time we had in Atlanta back in 2014.