I haven't read the official statement on this, just the blogs here.

If I were to go around calling myself a Saint in my neck of the woods I'm afraid someone might deck me pretty quick or call the men in the white coats. I think this new ruling may put quite a crimp on the idea of "Every member a missionary". I'd rather crawl in a hole than proclaim myself a saint out loud to someone not a Mormon (excuse me, saint).

I think they’re supposed to say “member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.”

I just rolls off the tongue, doesn’t it?

I'd rather call them sinners than saints.

Saints I reserve for only the most salt of the earth and goodly people. Only a few LDS people I've known fit that category, like other people across the board.

True saints don't call themselves as such. They're revered as much. Maybe that's part of the Mormon arrogance and hypocrisy at work. They ain't saints anymore than they're no longer Mormons.

Óh please, do that in places where people still know that to be a real Saint, you have to be dead...

Not necessarily.

Mother Theresa, of Calcutta, was a living saint. I consider Mahatma Gandhi another. He won't be canonized, unlike Theresa, but he was still someone who walked the walk.

Corrie ten Boom another. They were just ordinary people given to doing extraordinary acts of love and kindness.

is sometimes comical.

We have a situation in Mormonism where two kids fresh out of high school, who have almost no life experience, will go around introducing themselves as "elders" and "saints".

"Hi, I'm an Elder. This is my companion. He's an Elder too. We're both saints."

"Oh, yeah? If you kids are LARPing as elders and saints, then I'm Rear Admiral Gluteus Maximus, hero of Rome."

Do you know Senator Biggus Dickus??

Yeah he's related to Maximus Erectus.

Equo Pene, a statesman, scholar and ladies' man.

Equo Pene, the great senator, had a long-standing feud with Equus Asinus, the wicked plutocrat.

Although both Joseph Smith and Brigham Young tried to emulate the legendary attributes of Equo Pene, they always fell short in their endeavors.

I was raised Mormon and never met a saint. Nor even a Christian.

My TBM aunt was a saint. She really was. She raised eight children in a tiny log house but its walls were like elastic. You'd never know it was so small because it was overflowing with so much love.

No. The [mis]leaders do the calling.

They call themselves [certain] things.
We call them others - as they are.

M@t