(March 25, 2013 at 2:45 pm)Texas Sailor Wrote: Are there any Christians that can share their knowledge of Mormonism?
Well, as a former Christian, here are a few highlights off the top of my head:
- Many Presbyterians and Catholics view Mormonism as a cult.
- The semiliterate Joseph Smith invented the religion in the 19th century, claiming that he got a divine word from an angel named Moroni with about as much authority as I would have if I made a similar claim.
- The Garden of Eden was in Missouri, and that's apparently where Jesus will return. I hereby proclaim that the Garden of Eden is in Phoenix. Bank on that!
- Mormons have a different conception of the Trinity than mainstream Christians that, to the rest of us, just seems like splitting hairs.
- Mormons apparently read and revere two books, although the Bible says that it alone is the unalterable, unchanging word of God and cannot be added to or redacted from (Revelation). In other words, they cherry pick like every other denomination.
Our Daily Train blog at jeremystyron.com
---
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea | By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown | Till human voices wake us, and we drown. — T.S. Eliot
"... man always has to decide for himself in the darkness, that he must want beyond what he knows. ..." — Simone de Beauvoir
"As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again." — Albert Camus, "The Stranger"
---
---
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea | By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown | Till human voices wake us, and we drown. — T.S. Eliot
"... man always has to decide for himself in the darkness, that he must want beyond what he knows. ..." — Simone de Beauvoir
"As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again." — Albert Camus, "The Stranger"
---
