Posted by:
Bendiendo
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Date: June 26, 2018 04:57PM
The names submitted for Temple work are being recycled, because the Church has run out of names of the dead. Many places in the world don't have good records, or don't go back very far at all.
When I was a Mormon, I asked about the billions of people who were born and died, never to have their names written down. I was told "Those records will come forth in the Millennium, and Temples will be open 24 hours a day, and have bunk beds in them, so that we can do all the temple work for them."
The prospect of sleeping in a Mormon Temple, and going through the Endowment Ceremony (the pre-1990 version which was the one I'm familiar with...the one with the cutting throat and heart and bowels, and the one with shoving your body against a pervy old Mormon high priest at the veil...called the Five Points of Fellowship) was NOT my idea of a good time, and I DREADED the thought of it. Absolutely DREADED it.
Most countries have very poor genealogical records, especially black Africa, India, the poorer countries. Even in the countries were baptisms and births have been recorded for hundreds of years, nothing was recorded before that except royal genealogies. Billions of people cannot be baptized vicariously, because their names were never recorded anywhere. How can these "records come forth" except via some wort of Ouiji Board type process?
There are no records for billions of people who have lived and died on this planet. They were never recorded. So how can non-existence "records come forth" during the Millennium??? Will space aliens bring them?
Originally, baptism for the dead was only done for relatives of Members who had died, and "sealings" were not son to father to grandfather, but Member of the Church to one of the Apostles. The practice of "sealing" family members together with other family members, did not begin until Wilford Woodruff was President in the 1880s.
I KNEW that the Mormon religion was FALSE not long after I joined it, the first time I saw Facsimile One in the Pearl of Great Price, where it identified a woman with exaggerated hips and eye-lashes as "Pharoah". I said to myself: "This is B____ SH___!" I left, but then I went back. Big mistake. Horrible mistake. A mistake that ruined my life.