My hope for Kate Kelly

 

The Oquirrh Mountain Utah Temple
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Many of you will recall that Kate Kelly, the leader (in a sense) of the Ordain Women movement, was recently excommunicated from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

 

Although she’s evidently appealing her excommunication, she shows — as far as I’m aware — no sign of backing down from her demand that the Church receive a revelation authorizing the ordination of women.

 

My hope is that she will begin to reflect on what she has lost with her excommunication.  Some critics will, of course, immediately say that she’s lost precisely nothing.  But if she really is a believing Latter-day Saint, as she has said she is, she won’t entirely see things that way.  (As a believer, I definitely don’t.)  And I hope that, with the passage of time, she’ll understand her situation more dispassionately and take the steps necessary to get back what she’s lost.

 

I hope I’m not confessing to something utterly unparalleled in the normal people around me, but I can recall instances in my own life where I was so determined to be right, to win, that, at least for a period of temporary insanity, I didn’t much care what price I had to pay in order to be victorious.  I wasn’t thinking clearly.  When reason prevails, though, when passions have had a chance to cool, one often sees that the price of winning is too high.  The ratio of benefit to cost — if there’s really any benefit at all — is just too low.

 

That is what I hope will happen to Kate Kelly.  I hope that she’ll come to realize that fellowship with the Saints, citizenship in the Kingdom, and covenants and temple blessings, are too precious to be thrown away — for just about anything.

 

The odds are against it, I know.  There are those out there who will be more than willing to be a support group for her.  They will try to persuade her that returning to the Church under any conditions other than triumph would be a craven surrender, servile, cowardly.

 

They may well be successful.  And, perhaps, as her memories of being solidly within the Church dim with time, she’ll scarcely recall anymore what she once felt as a young missionary, as an active believer with a glowing testimony, as a new bride sealed to her husband for time and eternity.

 

It’s pretty much the same thing that occurs with many divorces.  People who were once deeply in love, giddy with excitement on their wedding day, can scarcely remember ever even having really liked each other.

 

It happens.

 

All too often.

 

But sometimes it doesn’t, and one can hope that hers will be one of those happier cases.

 

 

 

 

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