My mission presidents behavior makes sense now

[_Mercury]

The guy was a dick when we werent producing numbers. The recent talk about second anointing and such got me thinking about Ol prez Gleed.

His behavior was reinforced by a direct, smarmy arrogant stance that he knew all and saw all.

In others experience, when taking into light the existence of the second anointing ceremony what behavior can we explain speculatively by a C&EMS?

[_bcspace]

The guy was a dick when we werent producing numbers.

Here is my vision of Mercury (and a few others posting here) meeting Jesus (just substitute his name for 'Eric').....

[_Mercury]

The guy was a dick when we werent producing numbers.

Here is my vision of Mercury (and a few others posting here) meeting Jesus (just substitute his name for 'Eric').....

How can I meet Jesus when he does not exist?

[_Runtu]

The guy was a dick when we werent producing numbers. The recent talk about second anointing and such got me thinking about Ol prez Gleed.

His behavior was reinforced by a direct, smarmy arrogant stance that he knew all and saw all.

In others experience, when taking into light the existence of the second anointing ceremony what behavior can we explain speculatively by a C&EMS?

Maybe he was just a dick. Some people are, you know.

I loved my mission president. He once told me that he would always consider me one of his sons. He's a good man and never acted the way you describe your MP.

[_beastie]

Now, that cartoon was FUNNY.

[_karl61]

I wish my mission president was a little inspired: I had depression and needed someone with a little patience. Instead of giving me a bicycle (exercise helps with depression) and a companion with a little sense, I was given a companion that was a district leader - we had a car, no patience, and little common sense as he left me alone and went jogging - of course I talked him into it.

[_Mercury]

I wish my mission president was a little inspired: I had depression and needed someone with a little patience. Instead of giving me a bicycle (exercise helps with depression) and a companion with a little sense, I was given a companion that was a district leader - we had a car, no patience, and little common sense as he left me alone and went jogging - of course I talked him into it.

I got transferred next to the LDS social services office when I was suffering from severe depression on my mission.

one of the first questions the therapist (no, not doctor) asked me? Do I have any sins I need to confess that would be causing my distress. I worked out a twisted logic about my past and suffered for the next 5 years. After I sought medical help outside the LDS social services mindf*** I began to recover. I also started to consider leaving the church for good.

[_bcspace]

Here is my vision of Mercury (and a few others posting here) meeting Jesus (just substitute his name for 'Eric').....

How can I meet Jesus when he does not exist?

How do you know? Did the Holy Ghost reveal it to you?

[_Mercury]

The guy was a dick when we werent producing numbers. The recent talk about second anointing and such got me thinking about Ol prez Gleed.

His behavior was reinforced by a direct, smarmy arrogant stance that he knew all and saw all.

In others experience, when taking into light the existence of the second anointing ceremony what behavior can we explain speculatively by a C&EMS?

Maybe he was just a dick. Some people are, you know.

I loved my mission president. He once told me that he would always consider me one of his sons. He's a good man and never acted the way you describe your MP.

My mission president and I had a strange relationship. He was effeminate and somewhat intelligent. At times he was an interrogator more than a father figure.

I was questioned about my sexuality after the daughter of a stake president got spooked after finding a photograph of my companion in a towel. She had been developing it at the local target as part of her job in the photo lab.

We were called to teh stake center, gleed pulled up in his sedan, we walked in on a Minnesota setember day freezing our southwest asses off and we were led inside along with one of the AP's. We were subjected to 45 minute interogations. First the poorly sly arrogance of the AP and then the sappy "im only asking you because Jesus loves you" mindF*** mission presidents take a semester of before being turned loose as a surrogate father. It was humiliating at the time. Now i'd shrug it off to a cruelty experienced only in Mormonism that is committed by Mormons on fellow Mormons.

Repeatedly I was asked if I was a homosexual. I was asked if I participated in any homosexual acts. I asked if I ever took any homosexually oriented photos.

At the end the MP was not laughing and giving us the impression that this was just a misunderstanding caused by a nosy ward member. No, we ended with a prayer given by the AP. They drove off and we pedaled out into the cold wind back to our apartment for dinner. We had splits that night and I remember getting back to the apartment afterwards and collapsing on my bed and thinking that I had another 2/3 of my mission left. I went into the bathroom and cried as I showered.

[_bcspace]

Now, that cartoon was FUNNY.

It is quite funny indeed. I honestly think that the "be all things to all people" principle holds and people will get it just exactly as they give it. Therefore, I see no contradicition with Jesus using this type of language with certain types of people.