I found some of my old notes from church. God, I really drank the Kool-Aid, didn't I?
Here's a sample:
When I negotiate my standards, I cheat myself of the blessings the Lord wants to give me.
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"The blessings he wants to give me?" Isn't he supposed to be an omnipotent being? I had no idea I was so powerful that I could tie his hands like that.
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So when I was mormon and got my endowment, I was given temple garments (special underwear) that I was instructed to wear day and night. I was also told never to show them to anyone (especially non-members).
At the time, I was a convert to the church living at home with my non-mormon family. Once a week, I used to smuggle them down to the laundry room to wash them without anyone seeing them.
I was eventually told by a priesthood leader that this was unnecessary, but still...
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@Mx. Luna Corbden Bishop Roulette strikes again!
But yeah. The temple worker who gave me my garments laid down the law.
A while ago my old temple clothing turned up. Just had an interesting conversation with Katy that made me realize something I hadn't before.
There's a specific bag that the church sells to put your temple clothing in. As far as I know, there's no rule saying you have to use it, but a lot of mormons do. I never really thought about it, but it's totally a dog whistle/status symbol. To an outsider, it's just a pretty ordinary (cheap looking) bag. To a mormon who's had their endowment, it screams "I'm worthy to go to the temple."
Jonathan Lamothe
in reply to Jonathan Lamothe • •I also love how I was able to take down an idea, and then immediately contradict myself with the next one, e.g.:
This is the definition of doublethink.