Coming Out of the Closet
When I was younger all of my close friends knew that I was LDS. I often invited my friends to church with me and I wore that weird green ring with CTR on it. I think that people of all religions have those distinct times when they come out of the religious closet. I've had many of those times in my life and I'm sure I’ll have many more. I’m talking about the first time you announce to someone that you are Mormon, or the first time a certain group of people find out. It happens to me every time I move to a new place or make a new friend.
I remember one of the first times I stepped out of the Mormon closet at school. I was in the 5th grade. We had come to the section on religion in Social Studies class and the teacher was calling out the religions and picking students to be in each group. I glanced through the chapter to see which religion I wanted to raise my hand for, and to my surprise I saw a tiny paragraph with the word MORMONISM as the title. When she called Mormonism I raised my hand, wiggled in my chair, even made some noises, but some how I ended up in the Hinduism group.
We worked on our projects for weeks and then it was the day to present. I had a great group and we had someone who practiced Hinduism in our group, so we had a lot of cool stuff to show off. We rocked it. When it was time for the group on Mormonism to present, a classmate (I can’t say her name, even though it was a long time ago she recently found me on facebook and she might remember), gets up there and starts telling a story about Joe Smith and a gold Bible. It was a fantastic story, we were all engaged, I just don’t know what it had to do with Mormonism. I loved Primary and I always paid attention, and I had never heard this story before. Then when they got to the part about Brigham Young she kept saying, Brig Ham (like the meat) Young. They told how Mormons wore funny clothes, thought coffee and tea would turn you into the devil, how it was more of a cult than a religion, all kinds of craziness! The teacher asked them why they had no visual aids and items to share with the class. They said because Mormons don’t believe in having things so they couldn’t get any, most of the Mormons died in the desert and the rest were in Utah so they couldn’t interview anyone who was Mormon.
I know what you’re thinking, F+! So I raised my hand and told the teacher that they were pronouncing Brigham Young’s name wrong and that the group and the book were wrong. How do you know?, she said. Because I’m Mormon, I said. Everyone was looking at me shocked. One of my friends said to me, I didn’t know you were Mormon. I looked at her like she was crazy; you’ve been to church with me a bunch of times. Oh, that’s the Mormon Church, she said.
My teacher asked if in the following week I could talk to the class about Mormonism, bring some items to show the class, like the gold bible, and even dress in Mormon attire. Sure I said…..for extra credit (I’m a hustler baby!). My teacher told the class to think about any questions they had about Mormons and I would answer them next week. I went home and told my parents, my teacher wants me to dress like a Mormon and talk about the church, what should I wear? Jeans, my Dad said.
The day of my presentation I wore a stylish church dress, some frilly dress socks, a polished pair of dress shoes, my hair looked fly (see Sista Beehive, Mormons are SHARP!). I talked about the LDS faith and what we believe, showed them what I had brought, showed them the Book of Mormon (had to explain why it was blue and not gold). Then finally I opened it up for questions. My peers started raising their hands and the questions kept coming.
How many Moms do you have? (I didn’t even know about the polygamy thing back then, so I had no idea what they were talking about). Where’s your hat and your cloak? (I’m not Amish). I heard you guys drink special water? (Yeah, Nephi’s spit). How come you’re alive? (Note to self, don’t sit by the morbid kid). Are you allowed to watch TV? (I’m not Amish). Are you married? (Are you high?) How come you don’t have a horse and buggy? (I’m not Amish). Is that why your Mom is always pregnant? (Don’t talk about my Mama!) Are Mormons the people from the Mayflower? (Nope, those we’re Pilgrims, you’re thinking of Pioneers). Mormons don’t like black people. (I like myself). Name a famous Mormon. (Dale Murphy). Mormons are weird! (Yo Mama!)……….and finally the bell rang.
Come out of the Mormon closet lately? What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever been asked about Mormons? Have a question about Mormons that you are dying to ask?
Sista Laurel![]()






26 comments:
I'm always asked "can I see your underwear" when I say "sure can I see yours first" they always seem appalled.
Jamie M.
Wait, there's a MORMON Closet? Now you're telling me I have to come out of multiple closets?!? How is that even possible? I'm just going to burn down the entire house. Screw closets :P
Loved the story. Thanks for my mid-day laugh.
When I was about 12, my mother hired a plumber. As he was fixing the problem in the bathroom, he talked constantly. I thought I'd split my sides open when he began telling us that he just knew that flying saucers were being sent up through that big round roof at that Mormon "temple" in Salt Lake.
LaurieBee
I'm the only member in my family and when I told them about getting married in the temple, my older brother warned me not to let them put a chip in my wrist. something about the mark of the beast that is talked about in revelations. I just laughed :)
This is cracking me up - because it's ringing so true to me. I've decided recently that I need to be more brave and come out of the closet more.
I didn't really feel like I was omitting the fact that I was mormon with people I know casually (and most people I know intimately are LDS, so...) but a while ago a reader of my blog found out that I was mormon (honestly, I'm not hiding it!) and she couldn't believe it. She told me she was raised LDS but because of some bad experiences she had with some other members, she decided to leave the church. She confided in me that she just never felt like anyone understood her and it made her feel left out.
My heart went out to her, as I realized that somehow along her way, she had missed the great point in the church - is that we are NOT alone, and that with all the differences in our sistas, we have one truth that connects us all. I didn't know what to say to her, but I did tell her that in many ways, I could relate to not fitting the standard mormon stereotype when I was growing up.
She was quiet for a moment and then she said, Well, if I had a girlfriend like you, then maybe I would still be in the church.
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I think I'm afraid that if I do come out and be more direct about it, that people will judge me, but I'm finding the opposite is true. People respect me for it. What a nice surprise!
liked your comment j. vorwaller. I'm slow to come out of the mormon closet sometimes and when i do and it doesn't turn out so great then i want to get back in.
great post sista laurel im going to try to come out of the mormon closet more often if a 5th grade can do it then why cant i!
craziest think i've heard about mormons is the horn thing how do people even believe that lol!
My daughter sent me to this blog, she joined your church and it has caused a lot of problems in the family. I've been reading all the stories and they are nice. I'm surprised that I am enjoying it. I didn't know the difference between Mormon, Amish, Polygamist, or any of those things before my daughter joined your church. I had a lot of questions when she told me she was joining your church, I still do. I like that you have a sense of humor. I think of Mormons as serious.
I come from the southeastern US and there are not many Mormons here compared to out west. Maybe that's why so many people seem to harbor crazy stereotypes about us.
I had a couple of coworkers who once were chuckling about how crazy those Mormons are, because they think they talk to God. They said it was scary. They weren't talking directly to me but just nearby in my hearing. I'm pretty sure they didn't realize I was LDS. I wanted to let them know so they wouldn't take it any farther. So I popped my head around the cubie wall and said in a friendly way "I'm LDS, but don't worry, I'm very non-scary" and we all laughed. I guess they just thought nobody in this part of the country was.
Well, one of the two guys became a good friend after that and the other one, the one who was saying the rude things about Mormons, would always look away from then on whenever I saw him. I probably didn't handle it right and either he was embarrassed or else just didn't like Mormons. But he was also the guy who often had rude women jokes and other rude jokes based on stereotypes that he passed around, so maybe that's just the way he thought.
He was a contractor. I'm beginning to think that some people are contractors because they tend to be abrasive personalities and don't get along so well with coworkers on a long-term basis. Of course, that's just another way of stereotyping so I'm as guilty as anyone, I suppose. Other contractors I've known have been lovely people to work with.
When I told my mom I joined the church she and my father were appalled. They told me I must have turned off my brain. It was sad that they didn't have enough faith in me or my judgment to at least withhold their own judgment. But everyone's human. In the years since, they've reconciled themselves. My Aunt helped a lot. She had lived most of her life in California and known many Mormons. She told my mom they were good people. That seemed to ease her mind some.
The boss I had when I joined the church was a good friend and an Evangelical Christian. He warned me that Mormons were bad and wrong and believed all kinds of weird things that we don't believe. He listed some twisted versions of our doctrines that some speaker at his church had warned them about. I can't imagine having someone speak at church on the evils of some other branch of Christianity, but apparently that's what his church did. Anyway, I asked him what he thought was a better way of finding out what Mormons believe, asking Mormons themselves and getting to know them or else listening to someone speak who doesn't like Mormons. He got kind of mad at that I guess. Anyway when I joined he told me the Devil had gotten hold of me. He turned against me then and nothing I did from that point on sat well with him, though we had been good friends and coworkers for years before. Anyway, I ended up leaving that job not long afterward because of his hostility.
I've never had any problem at any other job, though. I try to come out of the closet as soon as possible with new friends to spare anyone any discomfort or surprise. Usually I can do it when they offer me coffee or tea. That gives me a chance to say lightly "Oh, no thanks, I don't drink coffee or tea because I'm a Latter-day Saint, thank you." That works as an easy way to open the door both to the closet, and to any questions they might have about the church. It can be a little missionary moment, sometimes. =)
I read the post about the Deacons and the wine, so it seems that the Sacrament is the same as Communion, so why isn't there wine?
Not Mormon but found the blog and find it all very fascinating and funny too.
Anonymous, in the early days of the church, the sacrament was celebrated with wine. However, we received specific revelation to change it to water, and now we don't drink any wine or spirits at all so it all fits that way. And you're correct that what many other Christian churches call communion we call sacrament.
I'm a substitute teacher. A couple of weeks ago in a high school class one of the students, who was very chatty and friendly with me, started talking about religion, I live in Arkansas and religion is not an off limits subject!! He asked my religion and I told him Latter-day Saint, commonly known as Mormon. Then he asked me about my holy underwear. I thought, this is interesting, talking to a high school kid who I have never met about my underwear. But I told him that it is similar to wearing a cross or anything that serves as a reminder about promises and commitments that have been made. I said it helps me remember to be good. Then he said, "I heard that when a Mormon dies, God comes down and grabs them by their holy underwear, kind of a giant wedgie, and takes them up to heaven (at least he said heaven not hell!)." My first thought was that when my dad died he was still there with his "holy underwear" on. But I just started to laugh. "I've never heard that," I said. Then I told him it was good he was asking me, coming to the right source, rather than taking someone else's weird word for something. He agreed and the bell rang - whew!!!
you are killing me! "im not amish" ahahahahaha. lawd have mercy.
This post and the comments had me laughing out loud! Thank you for that on this Monday morning.
I grew up in Utah until I was 28 so I never had to "come out of the closet" until now. The other day my volleyball team wanted to go out for an adult beverage and wasn't sure if they should invite me. I told them that I'd be happy to come along -- there's always Diet Pepsi!
I loved that! Oh, my...so hilarious!
When I was in middle school I had a similar thing happen-- a visiting religion professor came in and started talking about Mormons. When I confronted him he admitted having no knowledge at all of the religion! Then my classmate told me, "If you're Mormon, that means you have to marry your dad."
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Growing up LDS in the mission field, I have had plenty of experiences with misinformation about the church in general. High School I got the Amish thing a couple of times (in all sincerity too), but mostly just lame-o jokes about polygamy. It got old fast.
It was on my mission to Nevada that I heard the funniest stuff. One person in particular (and I think he may have been mentally ill and needing help) ranted about God who was called Elohim was actually an Alien who liked to have sex with lot's of alien women, and hid behind Melchizideck(sp?) who was actually Satan because we didn't know how old he was...... and on and on ending with some weird Joseph Smith theory and that he knew that Joseph Smith was a prophet because he(Joseph Smith) had told him(mentally ill man) so personally.
My companion and I just backed away slowly....
My Mom had a lady ask to feel her horns!
Those are just a few examples.
Dear Sistas -
One of the things I've always hated about living in Utah is feeling the religious rift. I tend to stay "in the closet" when I'm around non-LDS people who live in Utah b/c I get tired of defending my beliefs and lifestyle to some people who have been "wronged" by some "faithful" "card-carrying" Latter-day Saints. Other places I've lived, they just have crazy questions and I get a chance to teach and bear testimony. But here in Utah, I find myself feeling the hatred behind their critical eyes seering deeply into my soul as if I'd wronged them personally. And then the vitriolic rants begin. So often ... shamefully ... I keep my membership on the DL (that's down-low i.e. hush hush) for those who may not know. LOL!!! Not b/c I am ashamed of the gospel of Jesus Christ but b/c I don't want to end up in jail on battery charges. In other words ... I just try to avoid contention. So I just try to change the subject and move on and hope their interaction w/me will be a more positive experience.
Oy! As my mama always says, "Being a follower of Christ is never easy."
Love your stories!
Nei - Orem, UT
My two favorites...
When I was getting ready to go on my mission I had a co-worker who was drilling me about the church. (He was pretty anti.) Any who, he asked me was the purpose of garments was. I told him that garments remind us of the covenants we make with the Lord and they also act as a proction for us when we are keeping our covenants. His response, "Oh, so they're kind of like Jesus jammies?"
My next favorite was when I was on my mission and a person I tracked into asked me, "Can I see your horns?" I told him that he could see mine, if I could see his.
Giiirrl you are a trip! LOL I was over here dying laughin! I'm not even Mormon! LOL Great stuff!
I never heard the horns thing before but I had a friend ask me about the "blood sacrifices in the temple". Of course I told her no way.
I get the Amish thing from people ALL THE TIME!!! On my mission (Madagascar and the surrounding islands) the movie "Witness" was mistranslated from "Amish" to "Mormon," so whenever we met people they were like, "Oh, you're like the people in the movie!" No, we're not. Am I wearing a bonnet? Am I on the bus talking to you right now? Do you notice that the only way for me to get my hair straight is to use electricity??? Of course I never said those things, but I really wanted to.
The worst is with my extended family. It doesn't help that my parents go around telling them that I practice witchcraft (I'm into family history) and that the whiter you are, the higher you will get into the "Mormon heaven." Have mercy. Why would I be part of this church if I didn't even think I could get a good spot in heaven? :) So when I talk to them I have to do damage control. I just keep hoping that if they think hard enough, they will remember that I'm the same person they've always known and loved, only more loving and service-oriented and closer to Christ. And that I still use electricity.
I love this site!! Just came across it the other day!
I'm a semi-recent convert, but have lived in Utah many years ago and have since had plenty of the amish and polygamy questions. However, I didn't join until 2008 and have found that I am super scared to tell anyone that I'm a member!
I live in a part of the world (northern europe), where religion is a highly private matter. Where being religious of ANY form is a little odd. Not a single person outside the church here knows any real facts about the church.
The first friend I told reacted with a "I'm so worried about you now that you've joined a cult!!!"..... sigh.
(although, I have another friend who instead went "and you didn't invite me to your baptism!?!")
Not to mention my mom.... who I haven't even told I joined the church, just that we've started GOING to church. She asked which church and when i told her she totally freaked out. (I think she is a case of having gone to a church when she was a kid, that talked badly about other churches) So... I decided to tell her no more, and ease her mind by being a good example instead.
I find it so refreshing reading all your funny stories! Especially this one!
Thank you for making me laugh!! :)
I was casually telling my roommate about my cousin's wedding at the Las Vegas temple. When she heard "temple in Las Vegas," she got really excited and asked if it was some sort of drive-through wedding chapel for Mormons and wondered if, when I got married in the temple, it could be a themed shotgun wedding, complete with an Elvis impersonator doing the ceremony.
you guys!! this is hilarious! seriously...most blogs are stupid. it's really hard to make me laugh. yours is hands down legitimately witty and i actually laughed out loud. thanks for putting this out there!
Glad we could give you a laugh!
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