I was raised in the culture of the Latter Day Saints, popularly known as the Mormons.
When I was a child, I hated when we had to read the Book of Mormon (BOM) together as a family. My mother was pretty strict about it. My dad and brother both had dyslexia, and I began telling them what words they were stumbling over, when I was four years old.
When I was a teenager, I loved reading the BOM so much, that it made my mother uncomfortable, and she took away my book. She said I read it enough.
I loved performing in church, in sacrament, and at other events. At other events, people would even clap. A bishop once told me that I am too much about performance, and not enough about, “inviting the spirit.” How can that be true when I would choose songs like, Because I have Been Given Much, and I would literally cry so hard that I couldn’t even sing. I cried through the whole last verse and the piano player did not stop to let me compose myself.
I felt like a lot of the Mormons, even my family, were not genuinely nice people. I also felt like a lot of them were genuinely good. I attribute that to Joseph Smith, from his focus on creating the Relief Society. I discontinued being a Mormon as an adult. Then, I needed a place to live and moved in with my parents. This was after my first husband had gotten addicted to something. I went to church with my parents, and brought my kids too. I started to buy into everything they were doing except the temple stuff.
My mom asked me to get my temple recommend, and so I went in to do that. I knew he would not give me one, because I refused to pay them tithing, and I was going to honestly tell the bishop that I smoke a lot of weed. (I might even smoke so much that it could be considered abusing a drug. So, yeah, sorry mom… Not.)
In 2017, an old friend of mine posted a link to The Sealed Portion online. I had just finished reading the Book of Mormon from start to finish, and I was sad that I probably could not find a book comparable to it. I didn’t just want to start over and read it again. I had gotten confused about the part that mentions the sealed portion of the Book of Mormon. After, I read The Sealed Portion. I did think it was an even better read than the Book of Mormon. One of the last things I read was to seek out the author (of TSP).
The first photo I saw of Chris, was the one with the blonde streaks, and white shirt, looking nostalgic off in the distance. He really is sexier than Jesus! (Uh, but, I’m really not interested in sex with anyone, except when my hormones win over my brains, he he.)
My favorite book is Without Disclosing My True Identity. I love Joseph Smith. It hurts me to hear lies about him. I wanted to share what I was learning with my mom; but she warned me never to talk to her about what I thought of the work again.
I read the 666 book to my husband (who is technically my ex-husband, but we are back together again…), more than once. He says Chris is a genius with all the characteristics of a cult leader (except he is not a psychopath).
I love it so much that The True History of Religion has an audio version. I have listened to it many times. I’ve read the other books. There is not one item in any of the books, or anytime Chris has spoken, that I can definitely say it is not the truth. Chris has taught me things, when I was just a simple person before. Now I still do not have so much worldly knowledge, that I no longer care much about it. I have a knowledge that makes me feel some kind of peace, so that I can finally stop picking at people for being liars. I myself have lied at times as well.
Honestly, Christopher has made more sense than anyone I’ve ever heard before!!
I’m a farmer. My husband and I own our own twenty-acre farm in paradise because I want healthy, organic, cheap food. I’m happily selfish much of the time.
Sarah DeWitt – often prefer to go by Starry, a nickname, 44 years old.
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