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Southern ExMo
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Date: July 20, 2012 03:26AM
Background: I was a TBM for almost 40 years, until last fall when I finally had enough of TSCC.
My husband and I married in the temple, and had only one child -- a boy -- BIC, of course.
We raised him in the church. We took him to Primary, where he could learn to sing "I hope they call me on a mission."
We took him to scouts, where he could learn self-help skills he would need when he went on his mission.
His father baptised him.
He proudly participated in the ordaining of his son to the Aaronic, and later, Melchezdik Priesthoods.
We made sure he was out of bed for seminary, and showed up for YM activities, scout camp and Youth Conferences.
We also made sure he always did his homework, and studied hard in his school work as well.
He was a relatively easy boy to raise, and he did all of these things with only a little bit of complaint. (What normal teenage boy does not rebel at some time or another?)
He graduated from high school at 18, and even though we had saved money for his college, he went and got himself a full scholarship studying engineering at Georgia Tech. We still had to pay for his room and board, but the tuition and books were completely covered by his scholarship.
We had saved for his mission too, and we figured that he'd go to GA Tech a year, then serve his mission time, then return back to school.
So we were really shocked -- and saddened -- when he was home for spring break that freshman year, and he informed us that he was not going to submit his mission papers like we were expecting him to.
I remember feeling like a failure as a mother.
I think he sensed this, because he went way out of his way to point out that if we had been failures as parents, there was no way in heck that he could have earned such a generous and prestigeous college scholarship as he had. He graciously pointed out that we taught him to discipline himself to set goals and then work hard to meet those goals. His goal at the moment was to maintain his scholarship (which required high grades or else he'd loose it), to graduate, to set himself up in an engineering career, and to marry.
He said that he just didn't think going on a mission fell into the plan he had for his life. He assured me that he would still serve others, just not in the mission field.
He pointed out to us that his own father was an honorable man and one who had done much to serve the Lord, yet he had not served a mission either. (This was because his dad joined the church after the traditional age for men to go on missions.)
I have to admit, my son handled the situation firmly but sensitively.
Today -- after learning what I have learned in recent years, and especially after reading the first hand accounts of many of the men on this board who have (or have not) served -- I am glad my son made that choice.
He is a fine young man. He left the church before we did -- I have to admit, I'm not much for all the scholarly issues like the Book of Abraham, or studying up on Joey Smith's sexcapades, or whatever, but my son has kept up with all of that. He, not me, has read books like Fawn Brodie's No Man Knows My History. He's read things like the Journal of Discourses, too, and other heavy books like that.
He's that kind of guy. Not like his mother, who is more practical, less academic.
Regardless, I realize now that my son was more wise than I realized when he hit 19 years old, and so firmly but compassionately said "NO!" to his parents, his former YM President, and his Bishop.
It hurt alot back then, but I'm glad I didn't try to do a guilt trip on him to manipulate him into going.
I guess I always knew I had to raise him the best way I could, and then trust him to make the best decisions he can make.
Thus far, he has not let me down.
Not even that day, back almost 9 years ago now, when he just said "NO!"