Post Mormonism I have thought a ton about the story of Nephi and Laban: 1
He gets all pissy at his bothers for being scared.
He puts on the bloody clothes and impersonates said drunk guy to steal stuff.
He deceives a servant to help carry out the loot.
I seriously thought he was the good guy… What was wrong with me?
I’ve come to the conclusion that religion screws with your inner sense of morality. In any other setting I would have had real doubts about the morality of this whole story, but religion not only got me to swallow it whole. I actually thought this was a person to emulate.
Now I think the guy willing to stand up to the despotic all powerful leader that can have anything he wants for himself is the one with real courage. What do you think?
- My religion was founded on murder and theft… SMH ↩