“All I could think about was Veronica Roth’s dystopian novel Divergent, in which people choose factions based on their personalities. The axiom was: “Faction before blood. More than family, our factions are where we belong.” Now that’s scary. But what’s even scarier is that it’s starting to edge closer to our reality than the nightmarish fiction it was conceived to be.
Walking away from people we know and love because of our support for strangers we really don’t know, can barely believe, and definitely don’t love, who for sure won’t be there to drive us to chemo or bring over food when the kids are sick- that’s the shadow side of sorting.” – Berne Brown Braving the Wilderness
Huh. Walking away from people we know and love because of our support for strangers. I’m struck. If this isn’t 100% Mormonism. For a church that is supposed to be about families, that families can be together forever, they sure are quick to throw away their children, grandchildren, loved ones, because a stranger who calls himself prophet can never be wrong.
It is a religion based off of sacrifice; the sacrifice of others, not self. Brigham Young could found his Deseret terrestrial kingdom.
I’m so glad I am getting the chance to build my own family, that I can choose them over factions or group thought.
Breathings 