Posted by:
the guy who got screwed
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Date: March 11, 2012 10:27PM
I saved enough money for my mission. The good part was that I left it in my parents hands and asked them to make sure they paid it every month.
By the time I was three months into my mission all of my family had left the church. This is one of the only good parts about my mission, they did not give the church any of my money.
When I came home I was worn out. I didn't want to talk to my family and I did't want to talk to the church. I just wanted some peace. I was still hoping that I had not served a mission for nothing. After all, this is when the girls will talk to you. There was the thought that maybe I could make it work, but I had so many questions that the church could not answer. At any rate I was bitter when I got home. But, you know what they say, the closer you are to god the more satan comes at you. What a nice god! HE couldn't just help me out a little. It felt like HELL had come down on top of me. It was two years of the worst times of my life! Or, so I thought. The next few years may have been worse.
I was surprised to find all my money where I left it, IN THE BANK! This did not set well with me so I went into settle up. One of the members at the time was head of the bank, and was the ward clerk. I really felt bad that the members would pick up the tab for me. When I went into talk to this guy at the bank, he told me that I should just use the money for school and if I really wanted to, that I should make small contributions to the mission fund. He said I had the rest of my life to help out.
I still paid 1500 right off, and then I moved to Utah. Utah was probably one of the best things that happened to me. I could no longer believe after seeing all the crap down there.
IT WAS $1500 TO MUCH!!!
F#%$ the church! They are just a bunch of liars.