“Surprise! I’m not Mormon!”
This is the bomb I planned to drop on my poor unsuspecting parents some day in the far future. It’s not that I wanted to hurt their feelings or anything, but I figured there would be a hint of satisfaction to seeing their faces cope with the total reshaping of their lives in an instant — somewhat the satisfaction my stepfather Rick likely derived from declaring Harry Potter evil just because I happened to be reading the book.
Unfortunately, I did not get the opportunity to drop the bomb; I just got to deal with the aftermath since one of my friends let it slip. It’s not that I minded too terribly, because I would have been far too chicken to actually say “Surprise! I’m not Mormon!” and anything else would not have had the full fun effect. In any case, I’m sure there are some curious minds out there that want to know why, so I’ll explain.
> Why David Is Not Mormon – A short, user-friendly guide:
> He doesn’t have a testimony.
There it is. Short, simple, and efficient. I don’t have testimony in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Not believing in the Church obviously creates an issue for my status as a member. I just can’t believe in something without any good reason any more. I never had an answer to my prayers asking to know if it was true, why should I stick with it?
My parents are all over me of course – just pray and you’ll get an answer, they say. There’s probably decent reason to be concerned, me not going to the highest kingdom of heaven and all (given the LDS Church is true), but hey, all eternity with Rick would be hell anyway. The families together forever idea sure doesn’t sound like my idea of heaven.
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