Because if we dramatize it, maybe it will seem even more true. I don’t know if I’ll ever grow out of making fun of religion. I’m not sure if I should.
“You still aren’t over it”, Jory said to me. “You are really cool about it… but every now and then when the topic comes up, you still have a reaction. You still have some things to work out before you are totally at peace with it”.
My dear friend Jory was talking to me about my reaction to things involving “the church” (The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, for those of my readers who aren’t familiar). It’s true. I still have a knee jerk, gut wrenching reaction to a lot of things involving the LDS church. I wish it wasn’t that way.
Aside from being a critic of the church, I really hate the anti-mormon counter culture. 99% of the time, critics of the LDS church are ill informed and have no style. I. Seriously. Do. Not. Like. Anti-mormons. I’m an anti-anti mormon.
As for my own gut twinges when church comes up: I don’t know if I’ll ever NOT have a visceral reaction to organized religion. Sometimes I beat myself up for