Posted by:
fearguiltpromise
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Date: October 16, 2011 01:32PM
Four and a half years ago, I was your wife. My husband was losing his devotion to the religion and I saw it as the ultimate devastation. I wanted him to go to the bishop also as I truly thought help would be found. We were both BIC 7-generation mormons(his relative was married to Brigham Young), he served a mission, we were sealed for eternity, had three kids and been married for 18 years. But through all of it and unbeknownst to me, my husband had doubts lingering in the back of his mind, most originating from his mission.
He had stopped going to church recently(because I told him not to go if all he was going to do was stir up trouble) and he constantly talked about how something was 'broken' in the gospel plan. I asked him to go to the bishop, he said no. I told him I was going to go to the bishop and get my temple recommend renewed(ours had expired a few months prior and for the first time in our married lives we weren't full tithe payers) I planned on paying the bishop on my own income so that I could get a recommend. My feelings at that time were self-blame. It was my fault for not being a better wife in encouraging my husband to exercise his priesthood more often. It was my fault for letting too many evenings go by without bedtime prayers. It was my fault for allowing us to fall behind on tithing, and it would be my fault if my husband left the church without bringing in the involvement of the bishop.
I tried to go get my recommend but the bishop was not there only the counselors and I knew my concerns should only be discussed with the bishop, so I went home. My husband was shocked and angry that I had actually gone to the bishop. He supposed I'd tattle-tailed on him. It angered me that he was trying to drag me down his same path of unrighteousness and apostasy. So I wrote him a letter, or rather a poem, about my feelings and my intentions. My intentions were to be the best Molly Mormon Woman of Zion I could be and be a positive example for our three children. I would go to church, the temple without him and continue to progress without him and most likely our marriage would end in divorce. I remember truly feeling that I was doing the right thing, that I would be supported by my church friends and leaders for doing the right thing. I think about that now and nearly cry.
My husband read my little poem and was of course angered. We had a heated discussion about what is right and wrong and it ended with him presenting the most effective, most inspiring questions for me to think about. He asked, "Am I really that bad of a guy? I don't drink, I don't smoke, I don't beat you or the kids, I do laundry, I do dishes and cook occasionally when you need me to. I've never cheated on you, I've never killed anyone, never robbed a bank or stolen anything. I've changed diapers, fed bottles to our kids in the middle of the night so you could sleep. I've worked two jobs when needed to be able to provide for you and the kids. I've supported you in your different jobs and hobbies and never exercised unrighteous dominion over you. Am I really that bad of a guy?
If you ask the bishop, he'll tell you that you can do better. That you should hold fast to the gospel and the Lord will bless you with a better, more righteous man. But honestly, who are you hoping to find? A man who will lead the family in FHE every monday night? A man who will preside like a dictator over his family and over you telling you what you can and cannot do? Will this righteous man support you like I have and help out around the house? Look at the examples of these types of men that you know of and remember all the times you told me you were so happy I wasn't one of those hopped-up douch-bags ruling over the family. I'm a good man, a good father, a good husband and you don't need a bishop or any other church related person to tell you that I'm not. I don't need our bishop, who didn't even serve a mission, who's wife whines about his absence of help around the house and with the kids, to tell me I'm a sinner and to repent. If you took religion out of everything and compared me to him as just men, just husbands, just fathers, who would win? You need to ask yourself what it is you really want out of your husband? What is really important? In terms of religion, if your testimony is 100% that the church is true, if you feel 100% that dumping an otherwise decent husband in favor of a douch-bag who will take you to the temple weekly and preside over the household with an iron fist is what will make you happy, then I'll be sad, but I'll move on. I don't want you living unhappily and I love you enough to remove myself from your life if it will make you happy. I also love myself enough to make sure I'm happy, and I'm happier not going to church. I'm happy when I'm with you and the kids. I hope you can consider my side of this and come to your own conclusions of what kind of a guy I really am, and what it is you want out of life, and I really hope you'll put all religious notions out of your head when you do this."
This was so powerful to me. For the first time in my life I allowed myself to really think about what I wanted. I spent the next three or four days pondering and thinking about what he said. My conclusion was that I was married to a really good man! I didn't have a 100% testimony and never really had. If I dumped my husband for a 'more righteous' man, I would be stepping down in quality. I made my choice right then to stand by my man, come what may.
We stopped going to church as a family calling it, 'taking a break'. This was hit with sharp criticism the likes of which I would have never foreseen. But we weathered the storm together as a family and our relationships as a unit became stronger than they ever were while in the church. I gained a new testimony over time and after looking into the church history, I can now say with 100% perfect clarity that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is NOT true, never was, never will be.
Thanks for reading my long-winded exit story. There's so much more to it, but in regards to your post, I'd say do not go to the bishop. I'd say, give your wife the opportunity to decide for herself what kind of man you are, I hope you are a good man =), and allow your wife to come to the conclusion on her own. Good luck and hang in there!