I am the oldest girl of three and I have four brothers. My mom had two miscarriages and one infant death. We, as children, grew up in a very tight nit family. All of us kids are still alive and we all have families of our own. Once in a while, I get an update of how everyone is doing, and sometimes I get a call from a sister or two. My mom will elaborate on how everyone is getting along. I think of my brothers and sister a lot, especially now that I'm older and have more time on my hands.
One time, about eleven years ago, when I just moved up north from Georgia, I had a longing to see one of my brothers who lived in New Mexico. I didn't have any money and I had no idea how to get there. Christian (my husband) and I went on a venture to see my brother with Christians money and he hardly had any. The trip was so tight financially that we hitched rides, slept under the stars, and ate only canned beans for breakfast. The love that I have for my brother is unconditional and I (we) went to great lengths to just give him an embrace and see his face.
I don't hear from my siblings much. I don't get calls of "HI", or "HOW ARE YOU?" I sometimes get lonely for them and I will call them just to hear their voice. The conversations with them are short and superficial. I am on the outside of the sibling circle looking in because I am no longer a part of the Mormon church. I have refused Mormon literature from a brother, and eating dinner with Mormon missionaries at a sisters house. I do have a huge desire to be with my brothers and sisters, but when I am around them they, when ever they get a chance, try to insert their Mormon beliefs on me.
I still get hung up about this situation. My family is so engrained in Mormon teachings and beliefs that it is extremely difficult for me to tell them of a better life. They don't want anything to do with Christianity and they are not afraid to say so. My heart is heavy about this matter, but I know that one day I will have to confront them with the truth about Mormonism. I spend a lot of time, meditating and praying to prepare myself for the day when I will be completely cut off from my family because I do not conform to the Mormon standards. There might not be enough time for preparation...
My brothers, sisters, and parents are dear to my heart and I wish only the best for them. I know that the best thing they need is to know the true Jesus Christ, and I know that I am the one to tell them of the only one true Savior.
On The Outside Looking In
Thursday, August 16, 2007
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Siblings...I have 6 and the sting can be so real. Two of my brothers are genuine and wouldn't let anything like religion divide us, but my sisters are convinced I will be in hell...such a confusing paradox. "We were taught - love one another, as I have loved you" but the unwritten law adds on "only if they conform".
Heartbreaking....
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