
So today as Nick and I were reading Postsecret, our (my) Sunday ritual, we came across this secret which then led me to the actual blog of this woman who is "faking it" in the LDS Church. At first I was intrigued, "what would make someone write this kind of blog?" Then after reading some of the comments left on the page, I began to feel really sad. One woman wrote: "
Why are all the Mormon mommies blogging and posting their recipes and taking perfect photos of the kids, homes, dinners, gardens, skinny selves with their Canon XSi cameras? Is the church telling them to do this as a passive-agressive recruiting mission, as their lives seem so perfect, married to doctors, successful business men, accountants, lawyers, etc., with the big beautiful homes? They have no jobs themselves, relish their SAH mom status and seem to have life so good?" I admit that Nick and I started a blog after I found some of my old church friends' blogs and decided it would be a fun idea to try. It would be a place where friends could catch up and see into our day-to-day life (which is something that is hard considering that a lot of our friends/family live in Utah). But I had no idea that the fact that there were a bunch of Mormon women blogging about our lives would entice such harsh criticism. While many look perfect on the outside (and I agree, a lot of LDS families look like the Cleavers from "Leave it to Beaver")
no family is perfect. So...to just end this rant, I find it unfair that LDS people are judged by our outward appearances simply because we are LDS.
One of the blog writer's posts that hit home with me talks about disliking Relief Society and not wanting to go every week. And I admit, this is something I am guilty of. Since moving into our new ward, Nick and I were called to be Nursery workers so I only get to go to RS twice a month. I hate to admit, but I dread these weeks. I am a very shy person when first getting to know people and so RS has been a challenge for me from the beginning. I don't talk to people, I sit by myself and I leave the second RS is over. And to be honest, I know that because I do these things I am making it hard to fit in. But, I just can't seem to get over the shyness and talk to people (not to mention, I'm AWFUL with names). It's a vicious cycle. But I guess my point in revealing this is that I am a member, I love the church and I completely know that it is true, but yet I still struggle with going to Relief Society. No one is perfect. No one is expected to be. But this secret on Postsecret really made me feel badly about not talking to people in RS. Maybe one of the sisters there is having a hard time adjusting or making friends or is "faking it" as the blog says...but either way, maybe if I wasn't so shy I could make RS bearable for someone else, and in turn make it bearable for myself. I'm going to try really hard this next week to be better about talking to the women in RS because I'm tired of not having friends at church or feeling accepted and dreading RS...and it's up to me to change that.