In case the official LDS Church web site, FAIR, and FARMS are making you feel like you’re not getting quite the whole story, here’s a fantastic resource for the uninitiated.
Guide for the Inquisitive Mormon
January 5th, 2009I suppose I was going to burn eternally already… Part 2
January 1st, 2009Jesus and Moses were strolling by the Red Sea, when Moses nudged Jesus and said, “Psst. Hey, Jesus, I’ve still got it.”
Moses turned towards the Red Sea and lifted his staff on high. The angels began to sing, the gentle sea breeze turned into a raging gale, and the waters of the Red Sea were parted. Moses lowered his arms and, with a smug grin on his face, turned back to face Jesus.
Jesus scoffed. “Moses, my boy,” said the Messiah, “I have still got it.” And with a flourish of his robes, Jesus stepped onto the waters of the Red Sea and began to stride across without so much as a ripple.
But to Moses’ amazement, halfway across the water, Jesus suddenly began to sink. He splashed into the water and began to choke and flounder as the waves tossed him around. Moses grumbled at Jesus’ sillyness and parted the water once more. Moses helped Jesus back to shore, as the Saviour hacked up salt water.
When they had finally reached shore, Moses slapped a consoling hand on Jesus’ shoulder and said, “Don’t worry about it, Lord. Last time you tried it, you didn’t have holes in your feet.”
We will no longer hide behind the Halloween mask of tolerance*
January 1st, 2009Yay! God hates gays!
This photo, from the LA Times of (some) Mormons (and others) celebrating their “victory” in denying gays and lesbians their constitutional rights via Proposition 8 in California was posted at Equality Time on election night, November 5th, 2008. Read the rest of this entry »
Mormon god helps you find your car keys
November 4th, 2008Can’t remember where I found this comment (may have been on Equality Time) … but it’s damn well spot on. Kudos to the unknown author!
I might could go along with your idea of a mostly non-interventionist God who only gets involved for some really big things. Kind of like a Watchmaker God who sets everything in motion and then lets things go, occasionally intervening to “wind the watch” so to speak. But that is decidedly NOT the God of Mormonism–the God who helps you find your car keys and helps you find the bunny rabbit to shoot when you are hunting; the God who sends an angel with a flaming sword to “force” Joseph into taking extra wives; the God who reveals to Joseph the identity of Zelph the White Lamanite; the God who answers Joseph’s prayer over a Johnnycake with a knock on the door by a turkey-wielding friend; in short, the God of the Mormon Journal section of the Ensign.
The God of Mormonism is a God of continuous revelation and intimate involvement in the most mundane of all our affairs. He is a God who cares about what goes on in the marital bedroom; the MPAA rating on the movies we watch; the temperature of the beverages we drink; the marks on our underwear. And yet this nettlesome, meddlesome God can’t be bothered to get the message to his servants that children in their stewardship are being abused by priesthood leaders in their sphere of influence and control? You may find that God worthy of your devotion and worship–I find that God worthy of my contempt. And if, as you say, the fault lies with the leaders who are blind and deaf to the revelation God is trying to send them, well, why should I follow such men? How are they any more reliable guides than the Pentecostal or Presbyterian minister down the street, exactly?
Baby Got Book
September 23rd, 2008Church Going
August 31st, 2008By Philip Larkin
Once I am sure there’s nothing going on
I step inside, letting the door thud shut.
Another church: matting, seats, and stone,
And little books; sprawlings of flowers, cut
For Sunday, brownish now; some brass and stuff
Up at the holy end; the small neat organ;
And a tense, musty, unignorable silence,
Brewed God knows how long. Hatless, I take off
My cycle-clips in awkward reverence,
Move forward, run my hand around the font.
From where I stand, the roof looks almost new-
Cleaned or restored? Someone would know: I don’t.
Mounting the lectern, I peruse a few
Hectoring large-scale verses, and pronounce
“Here endeth” much more loudly than I’d meant.
The echoes snigger briefly. Back at the door
I sign the book, donate an Irish sixpence,
Reflect the place was not worth stopping for.
Sharpton / Hitchens Debate - Can Morality Exist Without God?
August 30th, 2008Richard Dawkins reading his hate mail
August 30th, 2008The Godmakers
August 18th, 2008I don’t know what’s more offensive, the gross misrepresentation and outright lies, or the crap-happy animation.
On the other hand, good for a laugh. Did anyone take this seriously?
The Illustrated History of Homo Sapiens
August 18th, 2008
The Illustrated History of Homo Sapiens
Yup. Fucking and killing. That about sums it up kids.