#Fiction Friday: #Novelines from the Book

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I was such a Pollyanna then, believing religion only made people love one another more, but it was simply one more thing to disagree about.

Goodness was worthless in Protestantism, but required in Mormonism—just as works trumped even faith.

Mormons thought marriage more beautiful than celibacy, for people were trees to bear fruit, or, as David said, future tithe-payers.

Though marriage was between 1 man & 1 woman, I believed marriage was however one defined it; even Mormons believed in heavenly polygamy.

When one reached exaltation, or the celestial kingdom, they weren’t as angels, in relation to God, but as families, in relation to one another.

Protestants believed at death, your fate was decided regardless, but the Mormons believed in second chances for those who knew not their faith.

This Holy Spirit they spoke of, testified to the truthfulness of all things.  It wasn’t even a voice or a personage, but a vapor, a feeling.

They asked me to put their faith to the test—to rely not on fact, but on feelings from this invisible Holy Ghost of theirs that had no name.

They gave us a Book of Mormon & a video called “The Mountain of the Lord”.  It was what adult fairy tales were made of.

“I’ve loved all the families I’ve met so far on my mission, but you, Nolans, & David, too, are special to me in a way God has yet to reveal.”

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