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Nine Moons : 2008 : February » 2008 » February

I Was A God This Morning

Rusty - February 28, 2008

I usually wake up at 7:30 and right before I leave for work at 8:30 I wake up my wife. Last night she said she needed to get up at 7:30 and leave by 8:15 so she could make her doctor appointment. I knew then that she wouldn’t actually get up at 7:30 and this morning when I rolled out of bed alone at 7:30 I also knew for a fact that we’d both be leaving together at 8:30 (rather than her at 8:15 and me at 8:30).

This is knowledge, folks. You know, like the-sun-rises-in-the-east kind of knowledge.

I don’t know exactly how God’s knowledge works but instances like this give me a better idea. Just because He knows what we’re going to do doesn’t make us do it. It just means He knows us pretty well.

Meeting people from the Internet in real life

Susan M - February 25, 2008

It’s especially fun when people have goofy online screen names. I’ve had conversations very similar to this:

“Are you Bloodplasm? I’m qsysue. This is Sparklemama, Anchovie, and sludgeking2004.”

Why Do Payday Lenders Thrive in Mormon Country?

Seth - February 20, 2008

For those of you who have just finished pondering the alleged correlations between Mormons and depression, and Mormons and Bankruptcy, here’s a new one for you – Mormons and payday loan joints. According to the Consumer Law and Policy Blog, a new study is showing disproportionate numbers of payday lenders in the Bible Belt and in the Mormon West. The study will be outlined in a forthcoming issue of Catholic University Law Review, but is available for download in PDF format from the Social Science Research Network here (all 97 pages of it). (more…)

Satan Looks Nice Enough

Rusty - February 15, 2008

This picture and only the caption “Don’t forget Stake Temple Day is February 29th! All day long!!” was sent in an email from our Elders Quorum president today. (more…)

Portrait of a Ward

Susan M - February 13, 2008

The ward meets on the wrong side of Division Avenue. The poor side. The side with small, run down old houses, whose thin walls offer little protection from the harsh elements outside. There is a house nearby with peeling paint, a sagging porch, and a yard full of old Harley Davidsons. Another house, painted bright mint green, is covered with dirt and grime. The neighbors refer to it as the dirty house, instead of what it really is. A crackhouse.

The old and the very young are huddled around propane space heaters someone has placed in the back of the chapel. Long cylindrical tubes with big blue flames inside them, they blast out a cloud of warm air, but they don’t do much to warm the building. The chapel has no other heat, and very little, if any, insulation.

Those sitting in pews don’t feel any benefit from the heaters. But they’ve come prepared with thick winter coats and with blankets. They make do.

The Tower of Babel, The Book of Mormon, and the Pointy-Haired Boss

Seth - February 12, 2008

While I was in Japan in the mid-1990s, a new translation of the Book of Mormon to Japanese was completed. This was a very big deal. The original Japanese translation had been around a long time. And it was almost unreadable by normal Japanese people. (more…)

In Defense of the MPAA Ratings System

Rusty - February 11, 2008

Last week I watched This Film is Not Yet Rated, Kirby Dick’s exposé about the American movie ratings board. I’ve always disliked the ratings system, especially since Mormons are so inclined to use it as a measuring stick of righteousness (“the prophets say no R-rated movies” is a hallmark of the American Mormon vernacular regardless of the fact that it’s not true*). I was excited to see this film, if for no other reason than to solidify my arguments against the broken system and its zealous adherents.

Except that it did just the opposite. (more…)

A Gay Mormon Thanks President Hinckley

D Christian Harrison - February 10, 2008

This morning, I came across a post at Ex-gay Watch (hat-tip: Northern Lights) that mentioned the passing of President Hinckley. Several dozen comments followed, including one commenter who wished President Hinckley “good riddance”.

I replied, of course, at length… but the salient part of my comment was this:

My own life [out, celibate, and active] very much reflects the positive influence that President Hickley had on the Church in this area, and I don’t wish him good riddance, but happy trails and fond reunions with his wife and parents.

It’s true, really. In the last 15 years, the strides made by the Church with regards to embracing its gay members have been marked. And for that (among many things), I can’t thank President Hinckley enough.

What About the New Endowment Changes?

Don - February 9, 2008

Are we really getting that fat that we need this? Or are we that lazy?

What’s your take on the changes?

If only the Mormon pioneers could see Vegas now.

Susan M - February 7, 2008

Well, technically, I guess they can.

I wonder what they think of it?

Is Blogging Getting Passe?

Don -

I know I check the blogs less than I use to. I guess for me it’s hard to think of something new to post. (more…)