On the sweetness of Mormon life. (more…)
Many of the revelatory insights that have most reached to my soul have come when listening to a bland talk at church cover the same old ground in the same old way; when swapping pet platitudes in Elder’s Quorum with men I’ve known since I was a kid; and when re-reading scripture.
There is no novelty without familiarity.
The active mind when it hears a new thing considers arguments pro and con. When it hears an old thing, the active mind contemplates. It probes deeper.
The human person has a very nearly infinite capacity for self-delusion. That’s why I consider myself religious… but not spiritual. Whatever in religious practice may seem dull, mundane, and ordinary is more to be trusted than those parts of it which seem highly emotional or consciousness-raising.
-thus Nick B. Steves, offered for consideration and not by way of endorsement.
Mormonism is a highly unusual mix of emotionalism and workmanlike pragmatism. The only other place I’ve seen that is the family: gooey sentiment, checkbooks, and diapers.
On the sweetness of Mormon life.
Easter Morning. You take family pictures under the Bradford Pear. Then you take more pictures after you remember to remove the hanging mosquito trap.
You go to church. You take the sacrament. A girl receives the gift of the Holy Ghost.
You know a guy. His wife is one of us. He is not. He and you butcher animals together. Most recently, your two hogs two weeks ago.
He is a little rough. Last time you were out together, he makes a point of buying chaw and chewing it. “I hope you don’t mind,” he says,” but if you did I’d do it anyway.” You work to conceal your amusement. (more…)
On the sweetness of Mormon life:
Your Elders Quorum President asks you to go on rescue visits after church with someone from the stake. You don’t like accosting strangers. You never have. You are sweating it a bit. “Watch out,” you think, “I’m getting sucked into that churchy thing.” You resolve to do it. You feel peace. When you get to Church, Bishop tells you its been called off. (more…)
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A day for regretting eating a second helping of stuffing, for raking leaves with the rakes the red-clad elf left under the tree, for puzzling out your daughter’s new boardgame, for testing new firearms with your brothers, and for listening to the Spirit on how you can do good.
Last night I had a dream. I lay it out in sequence below but the dream was all at once. (more…)
It’s Adam’s theme, and he does it well. But I hope you all will indulge me in a little sweetness of my own. (more…)