A Mormon woman describes what happened when her husband told her that he had stopped believing in god. It is a poignant story of the tensions that can arise between believers and non-believers in the same family.
But despite the story being a serious one, there were some passages that made me laugh out loud, as in this one about what pushed her over the edge and made her decide to confide in a Mormon neighbor about her husband’s apostasy.
When Sean replaced his temple garments — the sacred underwear he’d promised to wear day and night — with boxers, I couldn’t take it anymore. It was too much betrayal.
But her Mormon neighbor and the church could not help her and as she too slowly relinquished her Mormon faith, the couple discovered some advantages to abandoning the Mormon lifestyle.
Whoa, we suddenly have 10 percent more income. Whoa, our weekend free time just doubled. Whoa, we can try alcohol, coffee and tea — the trifecta of forbidden drinks.
And for her too the final sign that she had left her Mormon beliefs behind involved changing her underwear.
When I shed my garments for slippery Victoria Secret panties, my self-esteem skyrocketed, and our late nights shifted to other things.
I wonder how many Mormons are secretly abandoning their prescribed underwear?
I don’t want to trivialize her story. It is actually one of a serious struggle of strong religious beliefs being slowly relinquished. But it is also the story of how religious allegiances can cause people to worry about the silliest rules, down to what undergarments one can and cannot wear. It makes one to wonder how long the Mormon church can survive if its beliefs can be undermined by everyday items such as coffee, tea, alcohol, and underwear, all of which are ubiquitously consumed and advertised all around us.