November 2015 Policy
Many of us who grew up in the LDS Church (or any church) remember being taught the simple but important lessons in Primary: Be honest, do the right thing, play nice, and say you’re sorry. We even teach our kids from the womb how to repent.
LGBTQ people are not lab rats. We are not object lessons. We are not Abrahamic Tests. We are real people with real lives and real hearts and real families and real faith. When the most powerful people in an organization use its most vulnerable to “gain experience,” the organization is fundamentally broken.
I’m drawn to Christ’s pronouncement (Matt 10:29) that not even a sparrow would fall to the ground without our Father knowing it. I grieved for all the fallen among LGBTQ Mormons, with no acknowledgement or expressed concern by the church.
This aged wisdom of mine smells horrible sometimes, like a really strong, aged blue cheese. I feel horrible and the policies or doctrine or whatever they are, are horrible. I remember all the other doctrinal or policy changes, or whatever you call them, because I was there.
Some will despise and ridicule us for our work to stop the abuse and then in the same breath praise the abuser who finally listened to us. Activism isn’t about popularity.
With tears in our eyes and goosebumps on our arms, we both felt a huge weight had been lifted. It is a day that I’ll never forget.
I hope this is a step in the right direction. I hope that the hope they are giving people is not yanked away again. I hope that they have real conversations about what to do when someone comes back to church carrying that hope in their mind.
I’m tired because it feels like a PR move. I’m tired because even though I know it will help LGBTQ families, given that the most celebrating I’ve seen is from straight people, it seems like the policy was changed for their benefit.
There are things that are happening that I don’t know why or understand. But I know God does. I’m sure that if it was for our benefit, He’d let us know everything concerning His plan.