I just talked to my Mother asking if I could bring my boyfriend home for the holidays. I said that we would abide by any rules that they set aside. I expected them to say no, but i just had a glimmer of home that they might say yes. But everything is as it is expected. My beautiful boy will not be coming home with me to Chicago.
Maybe I'm hoping too much, but I just wish that my parents could just be happy for me rather than demean the relationship and try to see only what they want to see. My parents don't ever talk about this and they expect that by ignoring it, it will somehow disappear.
I feel that how the Mormon Church tells my parents to treat me is selfish and completely absurd. The church boasts itself on how to build up families and how it makes families stronger. But its teachings have only made my family pit against each other. I wish I could talk to my parents about my experiences, my relationships, but I can't. My family is weaker because of the church. It degrades the family by telling my parents that they can't accept people for who they are, but rather only if they uphold certain standards. I degrades the family by saying that we must cut out anything 'unholy' rather than being accepting of all. Isn't that what God is about? Jesus didn't only see those who were holy, but rather those who were thought as 'sinners.' I see a lot of hypocrisy in the church. And I have seen it destroy other families. They teach you to be afraid and not do anything against the church. I have seen this fear instilled in my brother after he went through a disciplinary council. He said that he could now see what people wouldn't do anything after going through such a horrible experience.
I'm sure that my parents hold to the hope that I will overcome my 'weakness' and come back to the 'light.' But their actions and those actions of the church that they profess drive me further and further away. I always had my doubts about the church and its beliefs, but they ruin even any good image (both religious and non-religious) that I ever held of them. I have no sympathy for the church in any regards.
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The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
The Road Goes Ever On and On
The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
It has made all the difference
3 comments:
I think there are few who have any sympathy for the church anymore. While there are good things about the church, or any church for that matter, once one see things for what they really are you can't really go back.
I share your feelings about the church in this regard. It is ridiculous that they would encourage such treatment of family members. I feel really lucky that my family has tried to include my boyfriend in everything. I never could have imagined they would be this supportive. I really hope things get better for you with your family.
So sorry to hear this, I know you were hoping for a different result. And while I suspect you wouldn't do it, I can't help wondering what would happen if you "upped the ante" and said fine, I will be staying in Provo with him then, and if your twin decided to do the same thing. Maybe playing a little hardball back might prompt some re-evaluation? Just a thought.
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