Tag Archives: Mormonism

Ready for Revelation – 1 PoV by 1 PoC

I originally wrote this post for Ordain Women. It explains one of the reasons I support women’s ordination. This was originally posted on OrdainWomen.org on February 1, 2016. 

The story of black women within the Mormon church has often been ignored. Instead, we focus on those whose oppressions are easily categorized without intersections. The racial oppression of black men through their exclusion of the Priesthood and the pious suffering of white women as they endured the sacrifices and the sexism of polygamy take center stage. At best, black women are a distant afterthought.

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A Little Less Self-Congratulations — A Little More Work

2016-02-01 18 09 10Earlier today the LDS Church’s Newsroom issued a news release entitled, “Effectiveness of Church Approach to Preventing Child Abuse,” which contained these statements:

The Church has long had a highly effective approach for preventing and responding to abuse. In fact, no religious organization has done more. Although no one system is perfect and no single program will work with every organization, the Church’s approach is the gold standard.

I take issue with those statements.

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Finding Mis Abuelitas

Sixteen years ago, prompted by a line in my patriarchal blessing, I signed up to take a family history class at BYU. The first day of class, the professor asked us each to introduce ourselves and our goals for the semester. One by one my classmates shared their ambitions to learn more about pioneer ancestors who settled towns in Utah or Idaho. With a healthy sense of humor and self-acceptance, I stood and semi-joked, “I’d really just like to trace my father’s family back to legitimate births.”

There are pockets of pioneer ancestry tucked into my lineage.  There’s a street in historic Nauvoo that shares my mother’s maiden name. But the family stories that dominate my sense of identity are conspicuously lacking in quilts and covered wagons. And, my father’s side especially—the Mexican side of the family—has always been the stumpy side of the family tree. Continue reading

I support Bigotry and Discrimination

Golden Angel Moroni blowing a trumpet. This is usually seen on top of a Mormon Temple
I am currently an active member of the Mormon Church. However, in light of the new policy change by our church that declares marriage between same-sex couples apostasy and bars their children from participating in saving ordinances as well as receiving a name and a blessing, I can no longer deny that I am part of and support a bigoted and discriminatory church that systematically participates in the subjugation of others. Continue reading

“And what’s he then that says I play the villain?”

Today’s post is a guest post by a WoC who wished to publish anonymously.

I remember the first time I saw the world split. A great cosmic spider spun a web of lightning across the sky and it cracked the earth into pieces. I knew it wasn’t real, but I could not stop myself from seeing it. This is my first memory of psychosis, but I know that at the time I was already used to hallucinating. I was four years old which makes me so rare that psychiatrists don’t even have enough data to establish how rare I am.

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The Unrighteousness of Fat

An infinite line with Sin above the left arrow and Righteousness above the right arrow.

I’m fat. Technically, more accurately, I’m morbidly obese. But people don’t usually like technical, so I’m fat.

Being fat is hard in our society. Being fat and Mormon is even harder. As Mormons, we depend on outward actions and appearances to determine all things important, including our righteousness.

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I almost overlooked my husband. Actually, I did overlook and dismiss my husband upon meeting him. When I saw him, I thought, “Maybe I’ll marry that guy.” Immediately I corrected myself, “No, he is Mormon, and he is white.” I’m a convert, and based on the things I learned and behavior I observed, I thought good Mormons did not marry people outside of their race. Translation: Good Mormons only married other good Mormons who were also white. My fear of never being able to marry in this life is one of the reasons I left the Church when I was 17. Based on the things I was taught in church, I believed and was told that it was unlikely that I would get married before I reached the Celestial Kingdom. That is the last thing a hormonal teen wants to be told.

White is the epitome of righteousness and purity throughout Mormon culture. It is no wonder that that same ideal is perpetuated in our relationships with one another. We are part of a religion that believes that righteousness can be manifested physically through one’s appearance.

The cultural teachings and practices of the Church in the Mormon Corridor coupled with my own race based self-hatred greatly impacted my short-lived dating life, decision to marry, and sex life.I learned when I was young that being a good Mormon meant emulating whiteness and setting aside blackness.

If I really wanted to be righteous, I was going to have to marry and that meant marrying white.

If you want to hear more about how the cultural and doctrinal practices of the Church have impacted WoC’s personal and sexual relationships, come to the FEMWOC panel in the Crimson View room on July 31, 2015 at 3:45 PM.