The Next Generation

family treeI’ve written plenty here about the (what feel to me like unrelenting) gender inequities in the Mormon church.   And then I got tired of it.   I just ran out of fight.   I feel like I want to take my energy somewhere else, put it to use in a place or institution where it might actually help bring about positive change–either for the institution or for me personally.   So yeah–that’s why I’ve been pretty quiet here in 2013.

But tonight, on the way home, my oldest daughter (age 16) asked me a question about patriarchal blessings.   We talked a bit about what they are, what they mean, how the whole process works, etc.

Stuart (my sweet, thoughtful 10-year-old son with a fierce sense of fairness and justice) said, “Mom, I think you would be good at that” (that = giving patriarchal blessings).

I said, “Maybe so, buddy, but women aren’t allowed to do that in the Mormon church.   You have to have the priesthood.”

Stuart, whose face registered equal parts disgusted and befuddled, said:   “Mom, that’s just crazy.   If that’s still true when I’m an adult, I’m gonna start my own church.”

I kinda feel like maybe he’s a slow study because he continues to be surprised by each new gender inequity he learns about in the church (and otherwise).   But Brent (my husband) did dub me the “Queen of Incredulity” years ago, so Stuart may come by it honestly.

Still, it left me wondering:   Will another generation tolerate this?   Will the rising generation tolerate such blatant gender inequity in the church organizational structure, hierarchy, and policies (both written and unwritten)?   When there’s such a big gap between what they see and experience in their schools and in other organizations in which they participate and what they see and experience at church?

I don’t think my kids will.   I’m not sure where that leaves them, or me, with regard to Mormonism, that is.   Of course I can’t predict the future, so maybe I’m totally wrong about them.   But when I see their reactions to practices/policies such as this one that I accepted unthinkingly for the first 35 or so years of my life, I’ve gotta lean towards them not accepting it.

What do y’all think?