Posted by:
messygoop
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Date: January 01, 2024 05:44AM
The ward gained no ground by trying to get my inactive dad to see the errors of his way by sending different ph leaders to read Ensign (church magazine) articles about the greatness of the Book of Mormon- remember Ezra T Benson?
These daily intrusions (rescue to get my dad to return to church) began badly on Monday, which royally pissed him off because that's his passion to watch NFL. I recall dad asking- Don't you have family home evening in your homes? And one admitted- Yes, Brother Goop. My dad then retorted- Then why are you here?
By Friday night, my dad was sick and tired of them coming over to read church garbage. My parents were fighting about these daily intrusions. He grabbed his unloaded shotgun when the bishopric pulled into our driveway. He didn't brandish the weapon, but told them not to get out and go on their way. I think they could see the weapon laying on a chair near the front door. Reading the words of ETB was not going to change his mind about a bishop who chased him out of the foyer during Sunday School. They left and my parents began a 3-day fight- a most unpleasant weekend.
Messy becomes the YM ward charity project
Why church leaders thought it was a good idea to "love bomb" the Goops is beyond me. My dad had already run off church leaders, now they wanted deacons, teachers and priests to do this doorbell ditching prank.
My life was pretty bad in 6th grade. I was getting my ass kicked by bullies (7th and 8th grade). I did my best to defend myself and I was suspended for fighting. The school policy required anyone fighting to be punished. Teacher supervision was poor, and I was suspended every time that I was physically attacked.
I had problems at home. My parents had many arguments and siblings who abusing drugs.
At church, I felt picked on by church leaders. I was the deacon quorum secretary, but I was told to sit there and only copy notes. The only time I spoke was to say the opening/closing prayer and read last week's minutes from the 3 ring binder.
On Monday, the young men delivered hard fruit. It was either apples or pears. They didn't knock at the door. They pelted the door with the fruit that was supposed to be left. We had no idea that we were being love bombed and found a split apple in the driveway several days later. Instead, we thought we were having our house vandalized.
On Tuesday, someone kept knocking and there was no one at the door. Even my normally bubbly mom was becoming annoyed at opening the door and seeing nobody/nothing. The gift was a xmas stocking of tangerines, but was left/dropped in the flower planter. It wasn't discovered until Wednesday night.
On Wednesday, the gift was eggs. They were thrown at our front window. My parents called the sheriff and had them investigate. They discovered broken eggshells. We thought it was resurfacing threats from unpaid drug debts. Previously we had experienced flat tires, broken car windows, break-in/burglaries and egging. It was during the sheriff visit that the gifts were discovered. We still had no idea that these pranks were showing love from the ward.
On Thursday, a plate of brownies were found with a note. My dog enjoyed them. We now realized it was the church.
It ended on Friday. My dad sat in his pickup truck near the driveway. No one attempted to go up the driveway.