What’s So Bad About Being Good?

At every large event the Church holds, we have protesters. They yell at us from street corners, openly mocking our beliefs. Sometimes they take the things we consider sacred and flaunt them. For the most part, we ignore them. We do not want to fight. But,why us? After all, we’re pretty good people as a whole. We support and encourage good values:

  • Clean living: we abstain from drugs and alcohol and encourage healthy lifestyles.
  • Clean language: We respect others by not swearing and trying to listen and speak courteously.
  • Clean Morals: we abstain from pre-marital sex and believe in complete fidelity after marriage which protects us and our families troubles including a common cause for divorce, STDs, and teen pregnancy.
  • Knowledge: we encourage all, and help many, to receive an education and continue learning throughout life. We love all truth. Learning is godly.
  • Service: The Lord said “Love thy neighbor as thyself.” While we aren’t perfect we try to serve our neighbors, our communities, our nations, and the world. We believe we should be the “good Samaritan.”
  • Care: We strive to reach out to all. The widow in the assisted living, the single-parent family, the struggling single, the lost and wandering teen, the heartsick or confused child, as well as the “picture perfect” families or individuals. Everyone needs help.

And yet, we have picketers at every large event, at Pageants and General Conferences, mocking at shouting and fighting our beliefs. We are just striving to be good. Why does the world hate us so much?

Because we are striving to hold the standard of goodness and we find happiness in families, joy in serving other, peace in trying to do good, and comfort in our friends. Because what we try to do is good and right, but in many places its considered old fashioned. Because what we say is true.

None of us are perfect, but we are trying to be good. I’ve heard it said that we are the best liked group of people but the least liked religion. I’ve also heard people say that even if our Church is not true, we will have lived good lives.

This gospel is true. It blesses us in all aspects of our lives and we offer it freely to all.


Up Against a Wall

Every so often we come face to face with reality. Life pushes at us until we cannot help getting backed up a wall. President Ezra Taft Benson once said “Every man eventually is backed up to the wall of faith, and there he must make his stand.” Those are the times when we seek into our souls and ask, “do I really believe all this?”

At those times, when we are most vulnerable, is when testimonies can really grow. That’s when we kneel and pray to a Loving Father and plead to know what really matters and why it does. That’s when we should start turning pages in our scriptures. “Seek and ye shall find. Knock and it shall be opened”(1).

Lately, for some reason, I keep finding myself at that  wall. I start to teach people or study for something and I find that people or myself have backed me up against that wall and I have to ask myself, is that really what I believe. And the Spirit answers and says,

Verily, verily, I say unto you, if you desire a further witness, cast your mind upon the night that you cried unto me in your heart that you might know concerning the truth of these things. Did I not speak peace to your mind concerning the matter? What greater witness can you have than from God? (D&C 6:22-23)

And then I remember a quiet night at home, after everyone else had gone to bed, when I quietly tiptoed to my living room and sat in the dark. All things in my life seemed to be crazy and I didn’t know where to turn except to God. I needed to know if He was really there or if everything I’d been taught was phony. I needed to know if He loved me. All I felt was peace, so powerful that I sat and wept in the dark, knowing I was not alone there that night.

Lest we forget, lest we forget (2).