Hi Madison!
Madison54 wrote:But, my brother who was as TBM as you get was shaken to the core when Monson became president. He had served as a bishop and in the stake presidency and had been one of the favorite gospel doctrine teachers of many. He never liked Monson even as a youth and always was put off by his "fluff and no meat" talks. He felt his talks were manipulative and geared to get people to become emotional (and mistake that for feeling the spirit).
Your brother's description is
exactly my impression of Monson, and it was completely off-putting. I think instead of "pretentious," I should have said "presumptuous," because I was talking about his talks where he presumed we weren't smart enough to see how shallow and manipulative they were. I don't remember the details, but I remember one talk where he spoke about a young boy who had done the right thing, and as a result, something bad that would have happened, didn't happen. Or maybe it was the other way around. Anyway, I was watching this with my mother, and usually, I keep quiet about when watching these things around her, but this time I blurted out "Give me a break!" before I could stop myself. lol
He's now completely inactive and knows the truth about the church but it started when Monson took over. He always believed that the Lord would never allow him to be president.
What had he thought would happen? Didn't he realize Monson was next in line?
Regarding your children, that must be so painful. How old are they? Are they still at home, or grown and gone? Is your husband still a believer? How does he feel about your disbelief?
I am lucky in that my son saw through the Church quite a while ago, and while he and I are not terribly close, that is one area where we agree completely. I had left the Church by the time I had my daughter, and today she is an atheist like me, which is a huge relief to me.
I envy you your brother. My family is very TBM, starting with my bigoted and racist mother. Unfortunately, my brothers and sister are more and more like her with every passing year. While it's nice that my children don't believe in the Church, they are grown and out of the house, and I don't see them much. I am disabled and unable to get out a lot, so the only people I really do see are my family, and honestly, anymore, I can't stand to be around them. They waste all their time focusing on a ridiculous boogeyman (Satan), while committing the truly evil acts of bigotry and racism, particularly with regard to gays and blacks. I despise those attitudes, even to the point that it feels like a physical blow when I hear them, and have spent my entire life speaking out against them. But I just don't have the energy to confront it anymore. So, I stay away, and it is lonely.
I keep wishing just one of them would wake up so I would have someone in the family to talk to, and every year, they get worse than ever. I'm already strategizing on how to be unavailable at Thanksgiving and Christmas.
Family. Isn't it about time?
Bleh.
