Parable of the Good Apostate

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    The Parable of the Good Apostate

    by Luke Matthews

    Joshua raised his hand.

    Yes, Brother Fadersen?

    I dont know... I am a bit ambivalent about temple ordinances, Josh said, glancing at Temple

    Work and Family History, neatly underlined on the chalkboard. Doesnt it seem like we should

    strive to save people here on earth, before we worry about their status in heaven?

    Perhaps the dead could do each others work he added with a wry smile.

    Sister Parrish looked uncomfortable. What do you mean by save people here on earth? Isnt

    receiving the temple ordinances more important than anything else? I have been so inspired bystories of families who give up so much so they can take out their endowments or be sealed.

    Let me explain by telling a story. Bear with me. Josh shifted in his cushioned seat.

    One Sunday morning a car slammed into another car, sending it hurtling into the median. The

    hood was crumpled, the window broken, the air bag engaged. Among the many cars speeding

    by was a dark luxury sedan. What a pity, one suited man said to the other. I hope that driver is

    ok. How close are we to the Regional Training Meeting?

    We will be there in a few minutes.

    A moment later, a small car stopped at the scene. A tattooed man got out, rushing toward the

    wreckage. He opened the door and lifted the bloody, unconscious man. He sped toward the

    closest hospital.

    After the doctors took away the crumpled form on the stretcher, the man handed his debit card

    to the nurse behind the window. Please put all charges on my card, whatever the cost is until

    my friend is recovered.

    The dark haired woman looked shocked. That is... highly unusual. Not sure we can do that. Letme check. That is mighty Christian of you, sir.

    Oh, I havent been called that in years. The Church doesnt like my kind, and I dont know what I

    believe any more. But please, do what you can for that man.

    All eyes were on Joshua in his worn purple shirt. His own brown eyes were piercing,

    disconcerting. I tell you, Father and Mother are more pleased with that tattooed, gay atheist than

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    with the Apostle and General Authority on their way to their urgent meeting.

    Sister Parrish wrung her hands. Um, thank you for that....story Brother Fadersen. Can someone

    else share about a time when they have been blessed by attending the temple?