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I've read this article and puzzled my puzzler. How is this not just a family heirloom and how is it...
“But the inspirational value? Priceless.”
What does it inspire? More missions? Thoughts of home? A dead ancestor you never met?
https://www.ldsliving.com/a-mission-belt-binds-generations-of-missionaries-together/s/12801
I have access to most of my great grandfather's public inspirational words. That I can understand. He was a public figure. But a belt with initials? What if it was used to whip children?
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 05/23/2025 06:00PM by Elder Berry.
“But the inspirational value? Priceless.”
What does it inspire? More missions? Thoughts of home? A dead ancestor you never met?
https://www.ldsliving.com/a-mission-belt-binds-generations-of-missionaries-together/s/12801
I have access to most of my great grandfather's public inspirational words. That I can understand. He was a public figure. But a belt with initials? What if it was used to whip children?
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 05/23/2025 06:00PM by Elder Berry.
How is it possible that an ordinary object has been respected and not stolen or vandalized? This belt allegedly has been to 42 different missions.
Where were these people when I served a church mission?
I had companions pilfer my belongings. I had other missionaries come to the apartment and rummage through my belongings. It was common for "visiting elders" to find the apartment manager while we the tenants were out so they could be let in. Your personal cassette tape player would be missing, even your Mormon Tab music would go missing. A bunch of lying rats!
I had a small journal which my nonmember grandmother had inscribed in the front desk jacket. Some dick stole it out of my suitcase and tossed it in the toilet. The ink ran from floating in the mote. My grandma passed away while I was serving. It really stung and everyone from zone leaders to the mission president told me to get over it.
Sorry that I am still bitter dealing with Mormon missionaries.
Where were these people when I served a church mission?
I had companions pilfer my belongings. I had other missionaries come to the apartment and rummage through my belongings. It was common for "visiting elders" to find the apartment manager while we the tenants were out so they could be let in. Your personal cassette tape player would be missing, even your Mormon Tab music would go missing. A bunch of lying rats!
I had a small journal which my nonmember grandmother had inscribed in the front desk jacket. Some dick stole it out of my suitcase and tossed it in the toilet. The ink ran from floating in the mote. My grandma passed away while I was serving. It really stung and everyone from zone leaders to the mission president told me to get over it.
Sorry that I am still bitter dealing with Mormon missionaries.
I understand. It is the callousness of youth forced into hypocrisy in projecting saintliness.
Just like most things LDS, there is this veneer of Jesus and the realities of bearing their bloody crosses.
Just like most things LDS, there is this veneer of Jesus and the realities of bearing their bloody crosses.
Lol. I never saw that movie but I like how that compares.
Excuse me, but I would rather not wear a relative's used clothing. You never know where it's been!