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confusedinck
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Date: December 02, 2010 12:00PM
Thank you, everybody. I didn't think I'd get so many replies!
I can't terminate at this point, I'm 32 weeks along and love my daughter now.
@Axeldc--No, I stopped paying tithing already. Now I'm on WIC. I'm sorry if I confused you with the way I worded my post.
Everyone--Now, an interesting thing happened last night regarding tithing. I wrote here last night while my husband was in class, and I was with him at the community college. Somehow, I decided to accompany him to the ward building last night, because I thought I'd be able to talk to that woman about the laundry/cleaning job (sometimes she's there on Wednesdays). As it turns out, she wasn't there. But we decided to stay for a bit while my little brother practiced for a ward Christmas play with the others. We hid out in the Mothers' Room and made fun of the depressing artwork that's tacked up on the bulletin board in there (seriously... women in pioneer dresses, simultaneously breastfeeding and VACUUMING their floors!). This lasted for a good twenty minutes when the bishop poked his head in, and said, "Can I catch you two for tithing settlement?" Obviously, he knew we had nothing else to do, that if we said, "No," then we'd be lying. Basically, we ended up staring at each other for about twenty seconds, with wide eyes, while the bishop stared at us. We followed him into his office. (Just so it's noted, I'd been avoiding the bishopric like the plague for a while because of awkward situations like these... I had to go and get complacent and look where it got us!) He then sat us down and very seriously asked us, without a hint of a smile on his face, "You know that paying tithing is a commandment, right?" We just looked down at our hands (classic guilty behavior, I know) and didn't say anything. My husband looked like a deer caught in the headlights, and I felt sorry for him, so I managed to speak up. I said something along the lines of, "I know what you're going to say... about how if you pay tithing the Lord will bless you. I've heard the talks, I've read the magazines, I've heard the lessons. But we really can't afford it. I know it's ten percent, just like everyone else has to pay, but we need that ten percent. We have to pay our electric bill, our insurance, our rent, etc... If we pay tithing, one of those would be shortchanged."
The bishop looked like he felt sorry for us (he really is a very nice man, just very TBM, been bishop three times now), and said we were "good kids." He asked what he could do to help. Now, I knew what he wanted us to do; he wanted us to actually ask for help. Maybe you guys think I'm backward in some way, but it makes no sense to me to pay over a hundred bucks in tithing on a limited income, and then turn around and ask for church welfare. We pretty much got put away the idea of asking for help MONTHS ago, when we stopped paying tithing. It wouldn't be right.
But, he was looking for an answer. So, I managed to get out that we'd had savings for a long time, but that we depleted it over the last year trying to feed my brothers (both young teens that are sort of homeless), and keep them clean and all that. Also we just chipped away at it by buying baby things. The bishop said he could give us food vouchers. I said that's not really the issue anymore, it's more about the electric bill (we have electric baseboard heating in a drafty old house). He offered to let us borrow his kerosene heater (two-gallon tank) for the winter, to help us put plastic over the windows, gave us suggestions for cutting the costs. ALL if we agreed to pay tithing again. It was a very WTF moment for me. And THEN he said that based on our "poverty level," we could probably qualify for food stamps.
:O
Food stamps... AND pay tithing?!
Yeah. He said he KNEW we'd rather be "temple-worthy" than have the extra bit of money, because we're faithful kids. He then said that he was worried about us, he knew we weren't as happy as we could be because he could see it in our eyes (yeah, maybe that's because we don't like the church!) In the end, he said he had to declare us as not "full tithe payers." I kind of groaned in my head and said, "Understandable." We grabbed my brother and left immediately, it was getting late anyway (the bishop had us in his office for awhile, and play practice was over).
I didn't want to start anything with my husband, so I didn't say much at all on the way home. In fact, I managed to keep off the topic of tithing for a full two hours after we got back, while we ate a quick dinner and got ready for bed. But once we were in bed, I very softly said, "We can't afford it." And he very softly replied, "I know."
A few minutes later, I said, "I know you feel guilty over it. I do, too, in a way, even though I know better. It's just the way we've been taught to feel. But... if we pay tithing again, just to be able to accept help from the church, it will make it that much harder for us to leave when the time comes." He just remained quiet, so I continued, even more softly:
"Not to mention, we'll never save up enough money to move away, start a college fund, afford health insurance, buy a newer car when this one craps out... morally and financially, it'd be ruin for us... so I have to ask you, are you going to ask that I be willing to pay it? Do we have to pay it?" And, readers, he hugged me tightly and said, "No, we don't have to pay it. And we won't. You're right."
It made me very happy. But even with that load off, there was still quite a bit of stress in the air for me. I couldn't sleep. I took a hot shower, ate a snack, even tried rocking myself (lol). Nothing worked, I was too keyed-up. I couldn't figure out how NOT paying tithing would play out positively for us. It seemed that we were doomed no matter what we chose to do. We'd lose "friends" and the respect of the bishop, and our temple-worthiness status would reach DH's family at some point. Eventually, though, an idea occurred to me! We'd find a new church! One that had no denomination, so we wouldn't have to pretend to believe anything at all. As I tried to figure out where to find a place like this, a light bulb lit up inside my head--there's an independent Christian church, nondenominational, just a block or two away from our house! I felt so ENERGIZED, so I gently shook my husband awake and asked him if he'd be willing to check out a different church this Sunday. I said that we could make new friends, actual REAL friends, without being expected to make ten-percent donations to the organization. And we could skip anytime we wanted to, no callings to worry about, etc. I told him about the church I was interested in. One of the best things about this place (so my friends outside the MORG have told me) is that you can show up dressed any way you want (the pastor dresses in sweats sometimes), and that they actually believe in MUSIC. Not dreadfully slow hymns that bore the living daylights out of you, but complete with DRUMS and GUITARS and BEATS. I know that all sounds so superficial, but you guys must surely understand the need to NOT be controlled by a church. No need to wear baggy jumper-dresses or white dress shirts... no feeling guilty over not being able to accept a Sunday School calling... I feel really good about this. My husband is a little scared, but willing to check it out with me. I'm so lucky to have him. Oh, and our daughter won't be owned by a bunch of old white men telling her that the most important thing she could ever do would be to get married in the temple!
This feels ALMOST like divine providence, but I'm not willing to let myself get that far just yet. Just testing the waters. But, OH, the FREEDOM to CHOOSE!
Do you guys have any experiences trying out new churches? Please, share them, I'd love to hear about them. :)