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Sunday, November 14, 2010

Writing the Hard History


I have written two LDS History plays, one called Friends of God (about the events leading up to Joseph Smith's martyrdom) the other called The Fading Flower (about the conflict surrounding the LDS/ RLDS schism about polygamy, especially as it related to Joseph and Emma Smith's family). I was criticized by some people for writing the plays (one family member even told me after seeing the play, that he thought I was going to go apostate). Some people thought that the plays brought up too many uncomfortable facts in Church history. They thought that presenting a less than ideal image of Church figures would be damaging to people's faith. And, truth told, there are some people I know who struggled with both plays.

The irony, of course, is that I wrote the plays to build up faith rather than tear it down... I consider the plays to tell the faith of people who struggled, but were ultimately redeemed by those struggles, either in this life or the next. The plays clearly state God's reality and love and show the Church's leaders as inspired, although not perfect. I addressed hard questions, but I also believe I presented answers to those questions, if people were willing to put aside their prejudices and preconceptions. And that, more often than not, proved to be the case.

I had one actor who had gone inactive until he was in Friends of God and then decided to go on a full time mission as a result of being in the play and the Spirit he felt in being part of it. The plays opened up conversations with less active, former member, and non-member friends. I had numerous people come up to me (sometimes in tears) telling me how the play addressed issues they had been struggling with for a long time and that it had answered their prayers. I had people who came with thoughtful, faithful, spiritual experiences and we rejoiced together and were edified together. Both sets of casts, especially, felt spiritual uplift and a sense of mission with each play, even to the point where we had spiritual experiences in feeling presences and angels assisting and participating with us in our work. I won't go into too much detail there, for its sacred ground for me, but I felt spiritual assistance in bringing those plays to their fulfillment. Again and again, I felt why the Lord had spurred me on in these projects.

However, there was one instance where I doubted myself on this front. The Fading Flower was accepted as part of BYU's "Writers/Dramatugs/Actors Workshop," which workshops new plays before producing a staged reading of the piece (I was excited about this since I wasn't even a BYU student). The play, which deals with some pretty heavy historical realities, especially regarding the practice of polygamy in the 19th century by the LDS Church, hit a couple of the students pretty hard.

Expectations of a Prophet: Keeping the Faith Series, Part Two


There's an old joke or maxim someone once told me which has stuck with me: "Catholics say the Pope is infallible, but don't really believe it. Mormons say the Prophet is fallible, but don't really believe it." It's a bit of glib saying, and stereotypes both groups, but there are some underlining principles in the thought that have been helpful to me in my life.

When I talk to Mormons who are struggling with their faith, a reoccurring theme strikes me. What we were talking about could be centered on Joseph Smith, or Brigham Young, or Boyd K. Packer. The surface concern could be Joseph Smith practicing polygamy, one of the myriad of peppered and explosive things Brigham Young said (or the speculative theologies he advocated, whether it was Adam-God theory or what not), or the recent brouhaha over Elder Packer's seemingly insensitive remarks during Conference about homosexuality. But underneath all those concerns is a deeper root that gnaws on all these people... prophets are flawed. And if they are flawed, can they truly be prophets?

Now to me these days, understanding that these good leaders are flawed is a kind of a "no duh" moment. I don't say that flippantly or insensitively, because in Mormon culture that's a real issue people have to struggle with, and we've cultivated this image of a prophet as this kind of stainless demi-god. Not quite celestialized, but as close as one can possibly get in this life, as if the angels are just standing by just in case they get that call to teleport him to the City of Enoch. Rather I call it a "no duh" moment, for myself, because I have steeped myself in studies of Church History (both the early Church and the more modern Church) the past several years, and if you want to keep your faith in that exercise, you have to start altering that perception because one thing is sure: you are going to discover the flaws. Even the contradictions. When you start finding one prophet saying one thing and another flatly contradicting him, or making an obvious error, or being less than Christ-like in a heated moment, then you hit a tail spin and lose your bearings for a bit. You ask, "Wait, is this really part of the program?"

Now when I first encountered this, really encountered it on a larger scale, I was lucky. I had helpful stories I had heard rattling in my head, like the one Truman G. Madsen recounts (and I'm paraphrasing and dramatizing from memory, since I don't have Madsen's lectures about Joseph Smith on hand):

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Keeping the Faith_: Series Introduction, "Floods, Fortresses, and Faith"


Recently I had an old friend contact me about some struggles she had been having as a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (Mormons). Her husband has been cutting himself off from the Church because of a lot of research he has been doing from anti-Mormon sources. As he has discussed the issues drudged up, she has been shocked by the things she had never heard of before and it's taken a toll on her own convictions. She has been struggling to keep the faith she has cherished and served for, and has been wanting to find an informed position which can help her with these issues.
My friend discovered some of my writing through my Facebook page and my previous blog and came to believe that I might be able to help, since I seemed well informed on Church History and these other issues she's been struggling with. More than even helping her husband (she doesn't believe he's coming back to the faith), she was asking for help for herself. I've been responding to her privately, but the issues she's brought up (everything from feminism to polygamy to the Church's previous priesthood ban on members of African descent to the complicated nuances of Church History to gay rights to the Book of Abraham to Book of Mormon historicity ) are all heavy issues. I feel equipped to give an informed position on each of them, but it would take time (and returning to review some of my books) to address them in a way that was adequate. A peppy little pick me up speech isn't going to do the trick. These are complex, detailed issues and they deserve complex, detailed answers.

Reset Button

I've had two other experiences with blogging. I contribute to the Mormon arts and literature blog A Motley Vision with several other people, and I also had a blog called Proving Contraries which addressed Mormon spirituality, history, and culture from a believer's perspective. Unfortunately, I can't seem to get back onto my Proving Contraries account for the life of me (did I forget the right password and username?). So rather than being continually frustrated in trying to find my other blog, I decided to create this blog with a wider scope than either of my blogging efforts so far.

And My Soul Hungered is meant to have a more personal touch. I'll still deal with Mormon issues quite often, in both a personal and an academic sense, but I'll also discuss aspects of my own personal life and a wider outlook on life and the arts. I want to be able discuss everything from Shakespeare to teaching high school to Anton Chekov to my latest play I'm writing to Mormon history to really cool or heartbreaking experiences that I'm having. I want to express the full gamut.

So here we are.