Things I Stole From the Mormons - Day 1

Family Home Evening, or FHE as those Morms refer to it, is, and I quote, "A special time set aside each week that brings family members together and strengthens their love for each other, helps them draw closer to Heavenly Father, and encourages them to live righteously."

As we all know from yesterday's post, I am not going to get jiggy with drawing closer to the Heavenly Father or living righteously for that matter, but I will set aside one night a week that is completely and totally devoted to family and teaching little E some things about the world and how it works.

While the Morms quote scripture and pray in addition to their pre-planned family activity of the evening, we simply turn of the TV and do something together. Go for a walk, ride bikes, have a clam bake at the beach (hey, it's technically our home). Not only does it promote family togetherness, it also gets everyone talking and interacting. Communication baby.

This idea extends beyond immediate family. If you happen to live within 5 miles of your parents, cousins, in-laws, invite everyone over. Oh, you don't have any family at all you say? Well, that really sucks and I'm sorry for that but you can still have FHE, Friends Home Evening. The things you can talk about over dinner with friends in the comfort of you own home are endless. At least they are in my house. There are things I would say in my own home, with my people, that I wouldn't dare say in public, fear of persecution and all that. I have a big mouth and crazy opinions, but I stray from the topic at hand.

Ideas

Geocaching

Yard relay race

Gardening

Bike riding

Seashell collecting

Or, if you aren't a giant nerd like me

Dinner with family and or friends to discuss the current status of America and Americans.

Wait, that's nerdy too.

Listen, I never said I was cool.



This concludes day one of my Mormon theft log.

Things I Stole From the Mormons

Let it be said, first and foremost. (Please see here)

This may come as a shock to some of you and a validation to others. No, I am not what you thought I was or Whoo-hoo, I want to be this chicklet's friend. Either way, there are certain things I crave, despite being a non bible toting heathen.

First, I enjoy family, mostly just those of the immediate nature, but sometimes I'll kick it with a cousin or two who are just like sisters so they count. Second, I enjoy creating a beautiful home in which to raise my family. When I say beautiful, I don't mean all Crib'd out, I just mean cozy, warm, and aromatic in the way of pumpkin pie. Third, I am disturbed by the way I see things going in America. Economically, socially, politically. Three subjects worthy of their very own blog. Speaking of worthy, why I don't believe in God is a subject worthy of any blog and perhaps, I will take you on a journey as to how I arrived at this juncture.

It was with great revelation during a meeting with the Mormon missionaries, that I discovered I could take things that I liked from the social structure of their religion and use them in my everyday life. Yes, we let them in. It's hard to turn a nineteen year old boy with visions of conversion in his heart and steadfast belief to that of which he was raised away from our door. The possibilities were really too vast to ignore. Over the next few days, I will share with you things that I stole from the Mormons. Take note of stole, because I am not giving them back, they are mine now and maybe yours if you like. It's good stuff, relevant even.