Date: February 08, 2019 02:39AM
I was a BIC Mormon, and so were my children. Our lineage went back to JS's neighbor, on my father's side, and to JS's counselor, on my mother's side. All were polygamists, but my family were very PROUD of their noble, Mormon-Royalty ancestors. Some were church Presidents and other GA's.
All of that went POOF! in only a few minutes!
I was (still am) a single divorced mother, and church was the only thing my children ever fought with me about. They loved school, sports, did chores, did their homework, went to the dentist, had paper routes, did babysitting, went to (non denominational) Scouts, had music lessons, etc, but they HATED church. One Saturday, in anticipation of our arguing every Sunday, I asked them, at breakfast, sincerely and lovingly: "Exactly why do you hate church so much? Tell me, and I will not judge you."
WOW! Did I ever get an answer! I've written about this before, but they told me about the Mormon abuse they had suffered several years ago, and were continuing to suffer. I mean, physical kicking and shoving by adult priesthood leaders, an attempted molestation of my little girl, shaming, humiliation, nasty gossip--I was devastated by this! The leaders had threatened my children to never tell anyone about the abuse--especially me. I found out later, that several of these men beat their own children, and one had a manslaughter charge against him. All these thugs were later promoted to higher church positions.
The words came out of my mouth, without having to even think about them: "We are NEVER going to that church again!"
At that point, I think I still believed--in that instant, all Mormon "authority" and credibility flew out the window. In my heart, I immediately knew that these were not men of God. This church was not of God. I would never believe again. End of story.
After we quit, I found RFM, and truth after truth came out, and with each new exposed lie, I became madder and madder! I still get angry about the abuse, to this day.
The Mormons threatened us and harassed us when we first left, and later shunned us--but nothing, nothing was ever as bad as what we suffered as Mormon minions, within that sick cult.
My children are great human beings--adults now--and they have forgiven me, but I will never forgive myself for forcing them to attend an evil cult, and putting them in harm's way.