I have a real problem with "religion by inheritance." Free agency means just that.
See ya on the Web!
How utterly refreshing to meet an active Mormon who really believes in free agency. I wish your attitude were contagious. Thanks for writing!
Hey, great to hear from our brethren in Taiwan! I'd love to hear about your experiences with the Church sometime, if you'd care to share. Best of luck with your work -- and with your continued Web-surfing. :)
My Aunt Ellen and Uncle Dennis were very fine people, as are Jason and Melissa today. I don't recall ever saying otherwise. But even so, their goodness no more proves the Church right than any other member's badness proves it wrong. I don't use the frailties of various Mormons as proof that the Church is wrong -- I use those frailties as a demonstration of the ill effects that much L.D.S., not to mention much Christian, doctrine can have. The member are not the disease. They are the symptoms.
The much-vaunted "Love thy neighbor as thy self" is a prime case in point. This doctrine, and the so-called Golden Rule that is derived from it, teaches that one need look no further than one's own self in order to determine how to treat his fellow beings. It doesn't promote understanding; it promotes a dangerous and monochromatic view of the world, in which all the answers can be found in our own hearts. And they can't. I could continue in this vein, but I've already begun discussing my exceptions to L.D.S. doctrine on the Mormon Mythology page.
You try to say that I'm not owning any responsibility for my own actions in the bomb hoax. Well, here it is, for once and for all. I did something stupid that I shouldn't have done, and no one is responsibile for that act but me. However, a larger responsibility is shared by a great web of individuals -- the ones who demonstrated to me that there would be a punishment affixed if I allowed one of my fellow elders to exercise his free agency. I didn't treat Elder Finn the way he wanted to be treated. I never took the time to try to understand him. I tried to force him into conformity with what I thought would have been best for me under the same circumstances. I wronged him greatly in that.
And finally, even if Utah is as much as 70% Mormon, that doesn't mean there's a homogeneous voting block of that size (much as the Church leadership might wish there were). But who needs it when state legislators are more likely to listen to General Authorities than their own constituents when important issues are on the table? (Oh, and if you really believe that everyone who lives in Utah is free to leave, then you're guilty of middle-class economic blindness, and you need a big reality check. Yes, it is a free country -- if you have enough money, that is.)
I hope your faith in both Church and state keeps you warm.
Seems I gave you a little too much credit. I answered the question of my current religion in the letter directly below yours -- why be redundant? -- and I supposed you might abandon your self-absorption long enough to notice. Sorry about that. I won't make that mistake again.
By the way, I'm an agnostic. My watchword is "Beware of God."
Okay, first, I think that sentiment about how missionaries would have destroyed the Church long ago if it weren't true, is the most blatant and silly piece of sophistry I've ever heard. Second, I've experimented with the Word, and it no longer gives me a buzz. Third, sure, I'll post your links here in the context of your letter, but don't expect them to show up on my "Golden Links" page. It's a big Web, and people can find their own way to pro-Mormon propaganda if that's what they're looking for. (I won't point folks toward the drug dealers in my neighborhood, either -- though I probably could.)
I don't think I could comment accurately on what it was like to serve a mission in East Germany, from behind your eyes. I only know what I saw, what I heard, and what I did on my mission, and I can say with fair confidence that my story is an accurate report of that. Unless you have better information about what I experienced than I do, then do me the courtesy of not calling me a liar.
Oh, and by the way, even though I don't agree with your peculiar spelling, it still made me smile.
I need to tell an abreviated version of my story: I was 17 when I joined the church. I was a very lonely teen. My family had moved from Illinois to Indianapolis when I was 13 and I was so shy that I never really made any friends. When I learned about the Mormons from a history class, and took the missionary discussions, I found a place where people thought I was special. I got a lot of positive attention. And, most importantly, I wasn't alone anymore. Everything went great and I was a very successful convert--my home ward in Indy was so proud of me! Three years after joining I met my husband. He is 6 years older than me and told me the day after our first date that the Lord had told him that I was the one he was to marry! Was I scared! But I prayed, too, and felt it was right, so we were married in the Washington, D. C. temple in 1978. I still tear up when I think about my parents walking me up to the temple doors, my dad carrying my wedding dress, and then him kissing me and handing me my dress as I left them behind. He started crying, my mom was crying, and I almost turned back. But . . . . I was too chicken. My dad died two years ago of a sudden heart attack and I will live the rest of my life regretting that moment. Not because I don't love my husband, but because I put my dad through so much pain. And I never got to finally apologize to him . . .
My questioning started my wedding day. The temple ceremony was nothing I expected. I was shocked and appalled. I questioned my husband often about my doubts, but he just assured me that time and frequent visits to the temple would answer my questions. They didn't.
I always felt that it was me that was lacking spiritual insight. So I would stand up during testimony meetings and mouth the right words. (Stephen Covey's act 'as if' principle) I've served in the Relief Society presidencies and boards, Young Women presidencies and boards and frequently as Primary President and on the Primary stake and ward boards. I always said the right things.
Well, to make this abbreviated, I must speed up the story. I gave birth to seven children. I suffered from depression for years, and always thought that a new baby would finally make me happy. One of my babies died 45 minutes after birth. I almost lost the next one. The last three pregnancies were high risk, and I needed surgery each time to carry them to term. One child is severly Attention Deficit--with depressive symptoms. One child has mild Cerebral Palsey. Once child is Autistic. Suffice it to say, it's been a struggle. When I would turn to church lessons and scriptures or general authority talks, I would only be hurt by suggestions that my children's behavioral problems were due to lack of proper training or, especially damaging, Satan's influence. Right when I was finally going to a professional for help with my ADHD son, there was a talk in Sacrament Meeting about the ridiculous trend to have doctors medicate problem children . . . parents were neglecting the proper upbringing of their children and then expecting doctors to fix the problem!!!! Needless to say, my depression worsened. In Relief Society, I was taught that depression was an effective tool of Satan, and that depressed people were highly selfish. If someone is experiencing 'the blues' then they had better get out and do more service for others and quit concentrating on themselves! I finally had a good (Mormon) friend that didn't believe this, and when I almost swallowed a whole bottle of pills, she took me to her daughter's psychologist. This doctor led me to a psychiatrist who gave me anti-depressants and said I must seek continued therapy.
These doctors saved my life. That was five years ago. I started going back to college and am now a junior. I intend to go to graduate school and eventually teach at the university level. Last year, I was taking an advanced writing course. I initially decided to do research on mormon women and depression. Very few statistics were available, but my research led me to talk to Jan Shipps, who taught at my university--my subject changed to 'Rising Feminism in the Mormon Church.' This topic led me to such wonderful people as Sue Paxman and Steve Benson. I started subscribing to Sunstone, Exponent II and Dialogue. I was so relieved that I was not the only one with questions. As my studies continue, I believe with all my heart that Joseph Smith was a product of his times. I find so much evidence that most of his 'revelations' were just twists on prevailing thoughts of his time.
What about my husband and my kids? I know I'm hurting my husband terribly. He grew up in Provo and is very much a product of HIS environment. He still loves the church. But, to his eternal credit, he still loves me and supports me. He only asks me not to 'indoctrinate' the children with my research and questions. This is very hard to do. My ADHD child never goes to church, he was judged so harshly there. My oldest son, 15, also does not go . . . but the other four do. My oldest daughter, 17, asks me what it will be like when she's married in the temple and I can't go. I don't know how to answer her . . . I know that pain too well.
I am so confused and upset at myself for getting myself into this mess 21 long years ago. But I do love my husband and kids and I guess they are worth the agony and confusion I'm going through right now.
Thanks for listening . . . I guess I didn't abbreviate enough . . . but I haven't really let this stuff out before. Hey! I'm not nervous anymore! Whaddya know? Thanks, Bill, for playing therapist!
Well, I didn't do much, but you're still welcome, Diana. I'm very, very sorry to hear about everything you've been through, but it's great to see how you're reclaiming your life. I wish you the best, and I hope to hear an update from you.
My name is Tom Rue. My wife's name is Carmen. We have three children. My web page contains lots of information about me and us, for anyone who may be interested, including a Statement of Beliefs written around 1986 around the time I wrote to Salt Lake City asking to be excommunicated since I could no longer subscribe to the teachings of the church.
In September 1973, at the age of 14, I was baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of LDS in Morrisville, Pennsylvania. I completed seminary in New Jersey, where I published the seminary newsletter and centered my life around the church. Finishing high school, I went to BYU for two years, including six months travel-study in Jerusalem. I received my endowments in the London temple,and thereafter went through as many other temples as I could, as often as I could for the dead. As a Mormon, I spent thousands of hours researching my genealogy, and served as genealogy coordinator or ward examiner in various units of the church, submitting the names of hundreds of my own ancestors for ordinance work. I served a two-year mission in Colorado where I held positions of leadership and baptized more people more than I now care to admit. :)
Returning to BYU, I enlisted in the Air Force, believing it my duty to serve Uncle Sam and protect my country from terrorists. In the military, I grew up. I served as ward membership clerk and as a scout leader.
After an honorable discharge from the military, I decided not to return to BYU. (Precisely what went into this decision is a long story.) I completed college and then graduate school in the east. I also did not return to church after returning east. Finally, around 1986, I wrote a letter to SLC asking President Benson to excommunicate me because I could no longer in good conscience allow myself to be associate with Mormonism. The statement of beliefs which represents the results of my years of personal struggle to arrive at what I could honestly say I believe.
Since that time, I have worked professionally with the least privileged sectors of society, helping people to improve their lives. I believe I have done more for the children of God in these capacities than I did as a Mormon missionary or member. As a mental health counselor I've also done a lot of self-examination and reflection concerning, first, the psychological and family dynaics which, first, led me into Mormonism; and then led me out of it.
I do not denigrate Mormon beliefs or teachings. The church influenced the formation of my character. The results of my study of what the church calls scripture is still with me. I no longer own the hundreds of LDS books which once lined my shelves. They are irrelevent to my present life. But the memories are still with me.
Your web site is terrific. Blessed be.
P.S. A few of words which might be added to your missionary glossary are the following:
Slewing out.The act of relaxing, or engaging in other non-missionary related activities during proseletyzing hours. Such an elder is known as a slew-bait.
Destroyed.A general term which can either be synonymous with "trunky" or suggest that the person is on the road to apostasy.
Flake. An investigator who appears unlikely to accept "the challenge" to be dunked.
Thanks for writing, Tom, and sharing some of your experiences. I've junked most of my Church-related books also, though I still have my missionary scriptures. I was wandering down the street a while back when a collection of odd goods being sold on the sidewalk caught my eye. There, lying on a blanket beside a trio of kitschy seascape paintings, was a pile of my old priesthood manuals, which some vagrant had evidently pulled out of the recycling bins in front of my apartment building. When I asked how much he was selling them for, he told me it was a package deal -- he'd throw them in with the paintings. I guess the Word from Priesthood Central has gone from priceless to valueless.
Thanks for the definitions, too -- though my former companion David Flake might take exception to that last one. ;)
Gosh, no one's ever asked me to take off mea culpa before . . .
In all seriousness, thanks for the very interesting statistic. (Those naughty returned missionaries! For shame!)
I'm not a big fan of science fiction, and I'm certainly no expert on the genre. However, your utilizing a "data link" for exposition, and your using Einstein's Theory of Relativity as a basis for the final plot twist, seem to me to be very creative devices. (I also liked how you plugged the major hole in the story -- i.e, how Cove got his job offer.) Cove is as much a traveler through time as he is through space, and his helpless despondency at the end of the story -- knowing he has lost Helen forever -- reminds me somewhat of the fate of Christopher Reeve's character in Somewhere In Time. However, Cove's burden is even greater (and considerably less soap-operaish), since he will never know when, how, where, or why it happened.
Nonetheless, I think the major theme of "Netherheim" is that some people may only have one opportunity to find love and happiness in life, and thus it should be their choice -- and theirs alone -- what path to follow. Relying heavily on a church authority's unsolicited counsel can, indeed, put one on a road to utter misery and despair.
I have difficulty picturing the LDS Church still thriving after a few more generations if various prophecies concerning the Second Coming aren't fulfilled. (But then, Christians throughout the ages have thought theirs was the generation that would see Christ's return -- and none of them has been right yet.) If the church were to last as long as stated in the story, it seems to me that it would have had to change much more than you suggest. If you were writing the story today, I suspect you would spend more of your creative energy on that aspect of it.
It is an interesting problem, trying to predict how a religion will evolve once its basic prophecies have failed to come true. I suspect you're right -- I'd do it differently if I were writing it today. It was a story that was rather uncomfortable for me to write at the time, since I was still clinging to the tatters of my beliefs. A problem peculiar to Mormon science-fiction writers is how to honestly project a future that contains no Second Coming of Chirst. I don't know how Orson Scott Card has managed to remain sane. ;)
ps Get a life if you dont like the church fine, but dotn look you are doing just what the scriptures said people would do in the latter days, think on that!!!
Personally, I find your sentences too messed up to bother with. Maybe if you took your anonymity off you could speak more clearly.
A practicing Mormon who's also a 32nd-level Mason is someone I'd definitely like to hear more from, particularly on the subject of comparative ceremonies. Talk about a Renaissance Mormon! Do they actually let you have a temple recommend? Tell me more! <pant pant>
Indeed, reading your "Road to Apostasy" has helped me understand why people leave the Church (I am a convert and so my experience is different). Thank God for free speech on the web, that I can read about diverse opinions and experiences! The contrast with my own helps me clarify my own beliefs.
I do know you, Cara, and it's good to hear from you! It is intriguing -- if it weren't for the right to dissent that forms one of this country's foundations, the L.D.S. Church could never have been born. Dialogue is good. Invective is bad. (Of course, I've never been a completely good little boy . . .)
Incidentally, I am also a writer-slash-programmer. And although I have never been afflicted by any organized religion, I grew up surrounded by Mormons (and witnessed many square pegs like yourself being daily driven into the neat round holes of that uniquely American religion), so it seems we have something in common.
I would be honored if you would visit my humble home page (a mere cottage next to your soaring castle) at:
http://www.sirius.com/~jcartan/
Best wishes to you and %@&@^*!!.
I've dropped by, John, and I greatly enjoyed my visit. I'll be back again.
All Shunns are related, yes. I don't know any of the Oregon Shunns personally, but I did attend a Shunn family reunion in Ephrata, Washington, in the summer of '88 -- while I was a zone leader in Wenatchee, no less! Good to hear from you.
(By the way, this might be a good time to reiterate -- as my only partially anonymous relative is now discovering -- that if you're writing something that you don't intend for me to post on the Web, you should submit it via regular email, and NOT via my feedback form. Anything submitted via form is fair game for this page. My email address is here, for those of you tuning in late.)
Thanks for being there. Or here. Or wherever we are. Is this the Internet?
PS - I have all the Fletch books; Chevy Chase doesn't do the character justice, but 'Ford' has a fairly decent handle on it. ;)
PPS - All jocularity aside, congrats on an excellent Web site.
Yes, this is the Internet. Which is sort of the cyberspace equivalent of saying this is Earth. ;) And thanks for the kind words about Ford. He's glad to be compared favorably with his idol.
Funny stuff! May I link my page:
http://nowscape.com/mormons1.htm
to yours? Thanks!
I couldn't stop you if I wanted to . . .
Oh, I did it to save my own skin, make no mistake. I don't claim anything different. As for the Church leaders who stood behind me, I'm certainly glad they did . . . but at the same time I'm vastly uncomfortable with the implications of that. Schizoid? Damn straight. But I'll take a mild case of it over ten years in stir any day.
(Oh, and I'm sure %@&@^*!! will be relieved to hear that she's prettier than Elder Flake.)
Well Amalikiah, sorry to run, but I've got some Lamanites over in the borders of the Land Bountiful that need to be quelled.
Moroni, bud! How's it hanging? Gonna drink your blood and all that . . .
(For those of you scratching your heads or puking, this is an old friend of mine. We used to write epistles to each other in the guise of Book of Mormon characters. Be that as it may, this is another prime opportunity to remind our viewers at home NOT to use the feedback form if you don't want your deathless prose posted for the world to grok. Go back and read that last sentence carefully until it makes sense.)
You know how I know that, deep down, you don't really believe the Church is true? Because you put the word true in quotation marks. Let's all review our punctuation before writing in, shall we, kids? That way we can avoid these pesky Freudian slips.