Posted by:
intellectualfeminist
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Date: February 11, 2012 04:00PM
I never really bothered with discrepancies, doctrinal issues, or many of the intellectual things that a thinking person comes to realize they can't accept. Like c12, it was the word "gay".......and what has happened to it in the Mormon cult.
It was the rhetoric, the actions, the behind the scenes manueverings during Prop H8 that became public, and worst of all, the direct, deliberate, and very very dishonest bullying and manipulation of Mormon church members by a very prominent No. Cal bay area family that my ex-husband married into, that made me take a huge breath and a huge step away and say.........NO.
To this day, the sordid, nauseating aftertaste remains in my mouth; it was difficult enough to walk into the local church building when this nightmare was at its height; the suicide of a gay acquaintance of mine in October was the tipping point. I made it very clear that not only was I not on board this wagon train, I was to be left COMPLETELY ALONE and no one was to f*ck with me on this one. In politer terms, but they knew I meant it, and to their credit, there were plenty of other local members who weren't on board with it either, they just didn't have the guts to speak out publicly about it as I did.
You know, you know inside when something is just plain wrong, and doesn't make sense. Knowing what I know now, I can't imagine trying to justify excluding blacks from the priesthood when that was destroying them in the 70s. It's just sick........and I'm glad I stopped trying to justify, excuse, condone, or shelve merely because I had warm fuzzy feelings, not so much because of the Morg itself, but the local members were among the best I've ever known. That emotional tie where I'd made so many connections is what kept me there for years, until even that finally became untenable, and the last tie was severed.