Thursday, May 25, 2017

On My Heart

As I stare at a blank screen this morning, listening to Little Monkey put together his puzzles I feel a deep longing to write. What about... I'm not sure. For the past several months I've poured my heart out into a book I'm working on about our path before and after Mormonism. I'm hoping readers of the book will realize Mormonism was such a tiny fracture of our stories. God's story for our lives was so uniquely planned, just like His plan for your life.

One of my deepest heart aches is the lack of compassion Ex Mormons receive. Some are turned away from their families, some are scrutinized by their local congregations and harassed by visitors they don't want visiting, being guilt tripped into attending church even when they don't believe anymore, some Ex Mormons are told their marriages will fall apart and their lives will be in turmoil for leaving the church, many have to uproot their lives and move to a more accepting city in order to fit in again. How do I know these things? Because I've spoken to several Ex Mormons over the years and each of them have their own sad story to share. 

Some never get plugged into a Christian church to help heal up the binding wounds of legalism. Many Ex Mormons become atheist because if what they've been taught their whole lives turns out to be untrue, then they turn to nothing is true at all. If I'm being completely honest, the word Ex Mormon leaves a yucky feeling in my mouth because it has such negative tones. The Big Dawg and I have always referred to ourselves as followers of Christ and wait for those to ask what our background is, even then we never refer to ourselves as "ex" anything. Only receivers of Christ's work on the cross! Pointing our lives back to Jesus Christ and God's Glory has brought us great joy.  

I think my writing this as my fingers fly across the keys is to let those know who do read the blog, who have left the church, that there is still a welcoming spot for them at our table. If you want to share your story with me, send me an email at I'm willing to share on this space how God has worked amazing things in your life after leaving Mormonism and I'd love to share that with readers. My heart and prayers go out to you as you read this wondering how religion suddenly became a divide between families, people, towns, and nations. Our God knew life in this world would be hard, that's why He sent the Great Comforter. 

The Lord is my strength and my shield;
    my heart trusts in him, and he helps me.
My heart leaps for joy,
    and with my song I praise him.

Psalm 28:7 

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