"Family is family," says guest blogger Mette Harrison. "And even if I’m not a believing Mormon anymore, family will be forever."
Many of the Faith Crisis respondents are people who served in the LDS Church, had a strong testimony, and held callings, and *then* left, often with spouses and children in tow. What happened?
Most didn't leave because they got offended, became atheists, or wanted to join another religion. Also, the vast majority of former Mormons say they're happy after leaving.
Mette Harrison's daughter stopped being active in Mormonism years ago, and Mette was at peace with that. So why did it hurt when her daughter decided to formally remove her name from the membership rolls?
NPR's story about the rise of the cultural Mormon points to the large, uncharted middle territory that exists between active belief and disaffiliation.
Guest blogger Mette Harrison says Mormons spend too much time talking about appropriate dress, particularly for young women. All this attention to clothing makes church feel more like an exclusive country club than a faith dedicated to Christ's example.
Guest blogger Jon Ogden says breaking from tradition is the world's second-oldest tradition . . . but when loved ones leave Mormonism, it can be painful for those left behind. His new book offers hope for restoring those strained relationships.
Singles, young adults, and men (especially those who did not serve a mission) seem to be among the most likely demographics of people who leave the LDS Church. But "The Next Mormons" research can find out a good deal more that we don't yet know.
Tyler Glenn's new solo video "Trash" says the Mormon religion is claustrophobic for LGBT people—and since the video ends with the singer's mock death, apparently fatal.
More young adults appear to be leaving the Mormon fold, but the rate of their exodus is less severe than their peers in the Millennial generation.
The LDS Church is not perfect and never has been. The church is flawed individuals. It is us. There is no magical institution outside of ourselves, no foundation that we get the luxury of imagining we do not pour.