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Many years ago, I think it was 1993. I was thinking seriously about returning to the LDS Church. I was inactive and trying to become active again, but I had not yet resigned. I was still convinced I could "change" the Church from within.I thought I could "get rid" of the false doctrines in the Church such as the "Gospel of Gain" (i.e. the gospel is to make us wealthy). I thought I could get rid of all the false doctrines in the Church via writings books, having the book sold in LDS bookstores...a slow "change' from within. I wanted to bring Mormons back to the teachings of The Book of Mormon, and away from the false teachings of Brigham Young and many of his successors.

I was a fool. I know. But a sincere one.

Anyway, I was living in Vancouver Washington, and I had heard this huge Southern Baptist Church (yes...they exist in Washington) had had an anti-Mormon presentation a few weeks before. So, I went there to ask the Pastor if I could give a "response" to it (I did this many times...never had one Pastor accept me to give a response). Anyway, they were all having a pot-luck, and the Pastor, a small older man of 65, was there. I went up to him and said:

"Pastor, I'm a Mormon and I heard you had an anti-Mormon presentation here a week ago. I would like to give a Mormon response to it, because I know that anti-Mormons often lie or exaggerate, and I'm sure you'd want your congregation to get all the facts."

He looked at me, then smiled, and said:

"Oh, I read the Book of Mor-ro-nee! I've read all of it. As soon as I read the part which said Joseph Smith was the Savior and not Jesus, I knew that book was from the Devil himself. There ain't gonna be no response for any Mormon in this church!"

I looked at him and said: 'You're an idiot!" Then I walked away and down the long hallway to he front doors.

I did not spit on him. I did not shout. I said it in a normal tone.

As I walked down the long broad hallway I heard the Pastor over the loadspeaker saying: "THIS IS AN EMERGENCY! WILL THE DEACONS COME MEET ME IMMEDIATELY. THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!!!!!"

I'm wondered if the Pastor was having a heart attack or something. I wondered what the emergency was, but I kept walking toward the front doors.

A few second later I heard behind me, "THAT'S HIM!!! THAT'S HIM!!! GET HIM!!! GET HIM!!!" and noticed the little grey-haired pastor was running down the hall toward me, and there were four HUGE white men behind him, running my direction!!!

I thought about running, but I thought if you run from a dog or a bear it chases you and kills you. Something told me to be "cool" and keep walking. I was just then going out the door, and the pastor screamed: "STOP HIM!!! STOP HIM!!! DON'T LET HIM GET AWAY!!!"
and the huge Deacons ran faster towards me.

As soon as I got outside I RAN to my car and got in and started it, the five men gathered around my car, preventing me from leaving. The little Pastor looked in my window, and SPIT ME IN THE FACE, saying: "YOU GODDAMNNED Mormon!!! WE ARE GOING TO KILL YOU! YOU GOD-DAMNED Mormon!!!!"

I was going to be MURDERED, by good "Christian" men, because I called the pastor an "idiot".

Over the years "Christians' have called me every name in the book, spit upon me, punched me, punched me in the genitals, cursed me to Hell, tried to run me off the road when I was a missionary in San Jose California, called my mother a "whore", etc. Yet, I never wanted to kill them. Now, a "Christian" pastor wanted me DEAD...MURDERED...because I called him an idiot.

Just then one of the HUGE deacons came to the windown and said, "YOU GET OUT OF HERE! GET OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!!!" I replied, "I'm TRYING TO, but you are PREVENTING ME FROM LEAVING!"

The Deacon said: "THE PASTOR TOLD YOU TO LEAVE....NOW LEAVE!!!"

I said, "I"M TRYING TO LEAVE!!!"

The Pastor screamed to one of the men, "GET YOUR GUN!! GO GET IT, DON'T LET HIM LEAVE!!!"

Fortunately, the Deacon who was standing behind my car preventing me from leaving RAN to his own car, to get a gun, at that point I FLOORED it in REVERSE and started out of the parking lot, with the little grey-haired Pastor running after me screaming: "DON'T COME BACK HERE!!! WE'RE GONNA KILL YOU!!! DON'T COME BACK HERE!!!!"

That should tell you of the "mentality" of Evangelical Christians. They are about as "ignorant" as human beings can be. If they were born in Muslim countries, they'd be Al-Qaeda supporters. Ignorant...stupid as rocks!

That Pastor wanted me MURDERED because I called him an "idiot"!!! I'd been spit upon, punched in the groin, called MUCH WORSE than that while a Mormon missionary, yet I looked up to the sky and said: "Forgive them Father, for they know not what they do!" It only proves the ignorance and MASSIVE EGO of that little hypocritical man.

As Ghandi so wisely once said to a Protestant missinary in India: "I like your Christ, but you Christians, you are so UNLIKE your Christ!"

None of your stories have the ring of truth and there are just too many of them.
Rather, they all sound like racist misogynistic confabulations of someone with a psychotic persecution complex.

I'm guessing that there is some medication you are refusing to take.

Too bad. You obviously have some talents that are being wasted on wounded ego self-apologetics.

I beg you to get professional help.

daheshism wrote:Many years ago, I think it was 1993. I was thinking seriously about returning to the LDS Church. I was inactive and trying to become active again, but I had not yet resigned. I was still convinced I could "change" the Church from within.I thought I could "get rid" of the false doctrines in the Church such as the "Gospel of Gain" (i.e. the gospel is to make us wealthy). I thought I could get rid of all the false doctrines in the Church via writings books, having the book sold in LDS bookstores...a slow "change' from within. I wanted to bring Mormons back to the teachings of The Book of Mormon, and away from the false teachings of Brigham Young and many of his successors.

I was a fool. I know. But a sincere one.

Anyway, I was living in Vancouver Washington, and I had heard this huge Southern Baptist Church (yes...they exist in Washington) had had an anti-Mormon presentation a few weeks before. So, I went there to ask the Pastor if I could give a "response" to it (I did this many times...never had one Pastor accept me to give a response). Anyway, they were all having a pot-luck, and the Pastor, a small older man of 65, was there. I went up to him and said:

"Pastor, I'm a Mormon and I heard you had an anti-Mormon presentation here a week ago. I would like to give a Mormon response to it, because I know that anti-Mormons often lie or exaggerate, and I'm sure you'd want your congregation to get all the facts."

He looked at me, then smiled, and said:

"Oh, I read the Book of Mor-ro-nee! I've read all of it. As soon as I read the part which said Joseph Smith was the Savior and not Jesus, I knew that book was from the Devil himself. There ain't gonna be no response for any Mormon in this church!"

I looked at him and said: 'You're an idiot!" Then I walked away and down the long hallway to he front doors.

I did not spit on him. I did not shout. I said it in a normal tone.

As I walked down the long broad hallway I heard the Pastor over the loadspeaker saying: "THIS IS AN EMERGENCY! WILL THE DEACONS COME MEET ME IMMEDIATELY. THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!!!!!"

I'm wondered if the Pastor was having a heart attack or something. I wondered what the emergency was, but I kept walking toward the front doors.

A few second later I heard behind me, "THAT'S HIM!!! THAT'S HIM!!! GET HIM!!! GET HIM!!!" and noticed the little grey-haired pastor was running down the hall toward me, and there were four HUGE white men behind him, running my direction!!!

I thought about running, but I thought if you run from a dog or a bear it chases you and kills you. Something told me to be "cool" and keep walking. I was just then going out the door, and the pastor screamed: "STOP HIM!!! STOP HIM!!! DON'T LET HIM GET AWAY!!!"
and the huge Deacons ran faster towards me.

As soon as I got outside I RAN to my car and got in and started it, the five men gathered around my car, preventing me from leaving. The little Pastor looked in my window, and SPIT ME IN THE FACE, saying: "YOU GODDAMNNED Mormon!!! WE ARE GOING TO KILL YOU! YOU GOD-DAMNED Mormon!!!!"

I was going to be MURDERED, by good "Christian" men, because I called the pastor an "idiot".

Over the years "Christians' have called me every name in the book, spit upon me, punched me, punched me in the genitals, cursed me to Hell, tried to run me off the road when I was a missionary in San Jose California, called my mother a "whore", etc. Yet, I never wanted to kill them. Now, a "Christian" pastor wanted me DEAD...MURDERED...because I called him an idiot.

Just then one of the HUGE deacons came to the windown and said, "YOU GET OUT OF HERE! GET OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!!!" I replied, "I'm TRYING TO, but you are PREVENTING ME FROM LEAVING!"

The Deacon said: "THE PASTOR TOLD YOU TO LEAVE....NOW LEAVE!!!"

I said, "I"M TRYING TO LEAVE!!!"

The Pastor screamed to one of the men, "GET YOUR GUN!! GO GET IT, DON'T LET HIM LEAVE!!!"

Fortunately, the Deacon who was standing behind my car preventing me from leaving RAN to his own car, to get a gun, at that point I FLOORED it in REVERSE and started out of the parking lot, with the little grey-haired Pastor running after me screaming: "DON'T COME BACK HERE!!! WE'RE GONNA KILL YOU!!! DON'T COME BACK HERE!!!!"

That should tell you of the "mentality" of Evangelical Christians. They are about as "ignorant" as human beings can be. If they were born in Muslim countries, they'd be Al-Qaeda supporters. Ignorant...stupid as rocks!

That Pastor wanted me MURDERED because I called him an "idiot"!!! I'd been spit upon, punched in the groin, called MUCH WORSE than that while a Mormon missionary, yet I looked up to the sky and said: "Forgive them Father, for they know not what they do!" It only proves the ignorance and MASSIVE EGO of that little hypocritical man.

As Ghandi so wisely once said to a Protestant missinary in India: "I like your Christ, but you Christians, you are so UNLIKE your Christ!"

Well, your story certainly has the ring of truth about it. I'm just glad you escaped unscathed. But, in the end, it sounds like you learned a valuable life lesson: don't interrupt a Southern Baptist potluck.

cksalmon wrote:
Well, your story certainly has the ring of truth about it.

Your quip was funny but I hope you are kidding about the ring of truth thing.

Tarski wrote:Your quip was funny but I hope you are kidding about the ring of truth thing.

I'm a Southern Baptist.

daheshism wrote:Many years ago, I think it was 1993. I was thinking seriously about returning to the LDS Church. I was inactive and trying to become active again, but I had not yet resigned. I was still convinced I could "change" the Church from within.I thought I could "get rid" of the false doctrines in the Church such as the "Gospel of Gain" (i.e. the gospel is to make us wealthy). I thought I could get rid of all the false doctrines in the Church via writings books, having the book sold in LDS bookstores...a slow "change' from within. I wanted to bring Mormons back to the teachings of The Book of Mormon, and away from the false teachings of Brigham Young and many of his successors.

I was a fool. I know. But a sincere one.

Anyway, I was living in Vancouver Washington, and I had heard this huge Southern Baptist Church (yes...they exist in Washington) had had an anti-Mormon presentation a few weeks before. So, I went there to ask the Pastor if I could give a "response" to it (I did this many times...never had one Pastor accept me to give a response). Anyway, they were all having a pot-luck, and the Pastor, a small older man of 65, was there. I went up to him and said:

"Pastor, I'm a Mormon and I heard you had an anti-Mormon presentation here a week ago. I would like to give a Mormon response to it, because I know that anti-Mormons often lie or exaggerate, and I'm sure you'd want your congregation to get all the facts."

He looked at me, then smiled, and said:

"Oh, I read the Book of Mor-ro-nee! I've read all of it. As soon as I read the part which said Joseph Smith was the Savior and not Jesus, I knew that book was from the Devil himself. There ain't gonna be no response for any Mormon in this church!"

I looked at him and said: 'You're an idiot!" Then I walked away and down the long hallway to he front doors.

I did not spit on him. I did not shout. I said it in a normal tone.

As I walked down the long broad hallway I heard the Pastor over the loadspeaker saying: "THIS IS AN EMERGENCY! WILL THE DEACONS COME MEET ME IMMEDIATELY. THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!!!!!"

I'm wondered if the Pastor was having a heart attack or something. I wondered what the emergency was, but I kept walking toward the front doors.

A few second later I heard behind me, "THAT'S HIM!!! THAT'S HIM!!! GET HIM!!! GET HIM!!!" and noticed the little grey-haired pastor was running down the hall toward me, and there were four HUGE white men behind him, running my direction!!!

I thought about running, but I thought if you run from a dog or a bear it chases you and kills you. Something told me to be "cool" and keep walking. I was just then going out the door, and the pastor screamed: "STOP HIM!!! STOP HIM!!! DON'T LET HIM GET AWAY!!!"
and the huge Deacons ran faster towards me.

As soon as I got outside I RAN to my car and got in and started it, the five men gathered around my car, preventing me from leaving. The little Pastor looked in my window, and SPIT ME IN THE FACE, saying: "YOU GODDAMNNED Mormon!!! WE ARE GOING TO KILL YOU! YOU GOD-DAMNED Mormon!!!!"

I was going to be MURDERED, by good "Christian" men, because I called the pastor an "idiot".

Over the years "Christians' have called me every name in the book, spit upon me, punched me, punched me in the genitals, cursed me to Hell, tried to run me off the road when I was a missionary in San Jose California, called my mother a "whore", etc. Yet, I never wanted to kill them. Now, a "Christian" pastor wanted me DEAD...MURDERED...because I called him an idiot.

Just then one of the HUGE deacons came to the windown and said, "YOU GET OUT OF HERE! GET OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!!!" I replied, "I'm TRYING TO, but you are PREVENTING ME FROM LEAVING!"

The Deacon said: "THE PASTOR TOLD YOU TO LEAVE....NOW LEAVE!!!"

I said, "I"M TRYING TO LEAVE!!!"

The Pastor screamed to one of the men, "GET YOUR GUN!! GO GET IT, DON'T LET HIM LEAVE!!!"

Fortunately, the Deacon who was standing behind my car preventing me from leaving RAN to his own car, to get a gun, at that point I FLOORED it in REVERSE and started out of the parking lot, with the little grey-haired Pastor running after me screaming: "DON'T COME BACK HERE!!! WE'RE GONNA KILL YOU!!! DON'T COME BACK HERE!!!!"

That should tell you of the "mentality" of Evangelical Christians. They are about as "ignorant" as human beings can be. If they were born in Muslim countries, they'd be Al-Qaeda supporters. Ignorant...stupid as rocks!

That Pastor wanted me MURDERED because I called him an "idiot"!!! I'd been spit upon, punched in the groin, called MUCH WORSE than that while a Mormon missionary, yet I looked up to the sky and said: "Forgive them Father, for they know not what they do!" It only proves the ignorance and MASSIVE EGO of that little hypocritical man.

As Ghandi so wisely once said to a Protestant missinary in India: "I like your Christ, but you Christians, you are so UNLIKE your Christ!"

Sadly you were dealing with those who WERE NOT evangelical christians . Having grown up in evangelistic churches , having been a member of evangelistic churches , having immediate family members of evangelistic churches i can assure you this is not atypical ..Yes the mentality of these churches in some respects leave allot to be desired but it isn't what you describe .

Are you sure they were HUGE? Maybe you are just really short?

Tarski wrote:
Your quip was funny but I hope you are kidding about the ring of truth thing.

When a guy uses so many all-capital words and exclamation points, you just have to believe him.

I don't know if that story was true or not, but, I spent 6 years in a Baptist church, not a good place for a leftist democrat woman. But up until election time they were really nice to me. Then, they found out my beliefs, and were offended when I wouldn't stake a cross to the grounds outside in remembrance of aborted babies. The pastor asked me to leave and find another church. It was the best move I've ever made, one to a liberal Presbyterian church whose emphasis is not on saving people, because they don't think that's their job, but on social justice, and equal treatment for all. Since I don't fit well in atheism, this was perfect, and even though my beliefs have morphed into universalism, I still fit in nicely with them. And Jesus, Joseph, and Mary, the music in Protestantism as far as choir participation is so superb, we have an elderly LDS gentleman who sings with us, and then leaves and goes to his ward!