Well folks, buckle up and strap in. Prepare yourselves for another story about a true believing Mormon discovering the truth. I was born into the church, into a family of 6th or 7th generation Mormons. My family helped to found Mesa, Arizona, by way of commandment from the brethren in Utah. There are plenty in Phoenix’s…
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Hello Family, Ben and I have realized there have been speculations involving us and our family concerning the church. This comes from our family and friends that are unaware of our decision and that is why we feel it is necessary to write this letter so there will be a better understanding of where we…
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Written in January, 2012: In December of 2011, my husband, Justin, and I respectfully resigned from our callings and stopped going to church. It’s been a long, tiring, enlightening process. I’ll start with the day that really got us going down this path. It was a Sunday in May or June of 2011. I got ready for…
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One of the hardest things to try to come to terms with — NOT knowing. Is there life after death? Will we see our loved ones again? It wasn’t as scary when I ‘knew’. When I had my head in the sand. Feeling these fears is part of exposing myself, part of being honest with…
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I was raised in a very loving family in Arizona. My parents were both raised as members of the LDS Church, and they decided to raise us, their kids, as Latter Day Saints as well. I was generally a good kid who tried to do what was right. I followed the faithful path outlined for…
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