Well let's just say I am out the door. No one reads this anyways so this will be therapeutic. Setting: Ward council meeting tuesday 9.00 pm. I could have been at home, I could have been doing something I really enjoy. But no, the good slave goes to the system.
Lets just say I almost stood up and told the bishop to kiss my ass and wished everyone a good night. My days of complete obedience to the machine (church) are finished. I was "reprimanded" by my bishop by not coming to church on sunday in time. Then I told him "well I could abbandon my wife with three kids so I can be here at 8.50" He responded by saying " if you cant do your calling I'll do it". As if he was daddy teaching the prodigal son priorities. He then questioned my obedience by saying he needs to "interview me and ely" to see if I can bless Simon. Belittling me by contesting my capabilities. "when is my son coming to young men" "in 4 months" i said " are u sure, it's not sooner?" with a smirk on his face. No its july 20th.. sorry i was off three days. It's as if he was testing me?! Than after the meeting I had the Elder qurom Pres. go off on me because somebody from the stake came by and there was no one ready to bless or pass out sacrament. (my responsability?) I'm thinking "why am I I here, I'm a grown ass man and I'm talked to as a child. Thank you all.
I have removed this part due to it's content. Some are not ready for how I feel. You know how it is..."milk before meat"...But the days are numbered.
"I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use". Galileo Galilei
