Jason Bourne wrote:I will take your nasty non response as a concession that I am right and you do not know what the hell you are talking about.
I think your only purpose here Bourne is to attack anyone who criticizes your Cult - even if they have legitimate criticism. Both you and Nehor carefully avoid looking at the issues, and simply assume that the poster either doesn't know what they are talking about, or hasn't had enough experience in your Cult to form a valid opinion. Either way, you could care less - you are only here to attack and have nothing to contribute.
It must be hell having all the evidence that your Cult is nothing more than a sham. I think that is why you so voraciously defend it. By doing so, you push the cog dis aside.
Regardless, I'll give you this little entry I made for a Mormon funeral I attended just recently - one of many.
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I attended the funeral of a friend last night. Daniel had been a member of the Mormon Church his whole life, but being a practicing homosexual, he was resigned only to play the piano and sing in the choir. Three years ago Daniel moved to San Francisco. Two years ago he was diagnosed with AIDS but he refused to believe that he was infected. He put it out of his mind and continued to live - all the while his health began to decline. About six months ago, AIDS had ravaged his body and mind so badly, he no longer understood who he was or where he was. His father took a train out to SF and brought him home. At local hospitals again they reiterated that Daniel had AIDS and needed immediate AIDS treatment - again he refused. Over the last few days of his life he slipped into a coma and died peacefully there.
It was held in at a Mormon funeral home in Salt Lake City. Had the funeral been held in a Mormon Church, I would not have attended, but would have visited the family at their residence to convey my condolences. I have a strict rule now that I'm Ex-Mormon - I will never step foot in any Mormon Church or Mormon Conference Center and I have changed my will to reflect that upon my death, it will not be in a Mormon Church or under the direction of Mormon clergy.
Inside the home there was a large chapel and to my dismay, it looked and smelled exactly like all of the Utah Mormon Churches built in the early part of the 1970's. Cinder block walls painted white, wooden benches covered in fabric - everything reeking of cheapness. The cheapest, thinnest carpet you can buy that curbs up on the cinder block walls. Tacky, typical, Mormonism.
When I found a place to sit I noticed there were several scattered Mormon hymnbooks on the pews. At first I just pushed it aside and sat down, but then I got a wild hair, picked up the book, turned to page 242 and began twinkling my eyes. I hoped that when I opened them I'd be on Kolob but it alas, it never happened.
The funeral was presided over by a Mormon Bishop of the ward that Daniel lived in, although Daniel hadn't been to a meeting in years. I had to squint and close my eyes to keep myself from rolling them too much. The Bishop continued to spout off how he believed that Daniel had a personal relationship with Jesus Christ and that Daniel was now in the loving arms of his Savior. I had forgotten the low, rolling speak that Mormons use when talking - that uninspired melodramatic “General Authority” speak that just makes you cringe. The Bishop went on and on about the marvelous Mormon Plan Of Salvation and that we should all be so greatful that we have it. Well, they seem to think they have it. Why can't these Mormons talk about the deceased and the accomplishments of the deceased? Why must they drone on and on about their church?
The best part of the meeting was seeing friends, family and neighbors speak about his life. Even though we were not really in a Mormon Church, everyone ended his or her best wishes with “In the name of Cheese and Rice, Amen”, or something like that. My God, I'm in a sacrament meeting...
It amazes me how much Mormons use funerals as proselytizing sessions. The attitudes are “isn't it wonderful that we're not depressed at funerals because we know so much about the afterlife.” The Bishop just went on and on about how wonderful the gospel was because they have the “One and True Church” and that the “Plan of Salvation” was so wonderful. I couldn't help but think that this man who died - of AIDS - who was a practicing homosexual - was everything this Mormon Church hated. The Mormon Prophet has spoken out against homosexuals that they “Have problems”. It was sad to know that deep down underneath it all, all the Mormons in the room quietly sat in disgust about the choices Daniel made in his life.
I kept my mouth shut. It wasn't my family, it wasn't my religion - and wasn't my place to make comments and I was careful not to let my disgust of Mormonism get in the way of the nice talks given by friends and family about Daniel's life.
So long Daniel.
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Mormon funerals are just Mormon sacrament meetings, nothing more.