Matthew 10:37-39 He that loveth father or mother more than me is not worthy of me: and he that loveth son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me. And he that taketh not his cross, and followeth after me, is not worthy of me. He that findeth his life shall lose it: and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it.
I am a born again Christian and my son was planning to be married in the Mormon Church of the Latter Days Saints. (Because of their extensive deviation from accurate biblical teaching, the Church of the Latter Day Saints falls into the category of a cult.)
The dilemma I faced … should I attend the wedding?
What do I do?
My son first heard the Gospel years ago when he was in his teens. He pretty much wasn’t interested. I, on the other hand, had a radical conversion and witnessed to anyone and everyone who would listen. We were, and still are, at opposite ends of the spiritual spectrum.
As the years went by he would upon occasion ask for prayer because of some crisis that had arisen in his life, but he would soon withdraw again after things improved. This went on for a long time until he met the girl that he would marry. She is a lovely girl and I could see that her desire was to reunite my son with his family. They would visit us and on one of those visits she began talking about her church. I asked her what church she attended, thinking that perhaps she was a Christian. I tried not to react when she said she belonged to the Church of the Latter Day Saints.
A little history before I go on. When I was born again I was set free from the false Gospel of Roman Catholicism. I realize that no one considers Roman Catholicism a cult in this day of apostasy but it surely is a cult. Rome teaches a doctrine of works and sacramental salvation. Mary is central and eclipses Jesus, though many within Catholicism deny this fact and many without are willfully ignorant of this fact. When I was born again I was delivered from Rome, Mary, Sacraments, the Mass etc. My husband and I were saved around the same time. We clearly and lovingly witnessed to all of the family, both close and extended, when given the opportunity. They knew our testimony and they knew our stand. We shared the Gospel and no longer attended family baptisms, first communions, etc.
Back to the wedding at a Mormon Church. What should we, my husband and I, do? Should we attend and pretend all was well? What agonizing we went through as we prayed and sought the Lord for wisdom. A major concern was whether our attendance would be perceived as some sort of approval of Mormonism. After all family members knew of our strong stand against Catholicism. So I went back and forth. I’m going. I’m not going. I’m going. I’m not going.
We hesitantly decided we would go to the reception but not to the wedding ceremony which would be held at a Mormon church. We decided, I say, until we received the wedding invitation in the mail. An invitation that was sent out to everyone stating that my son’s parents (us) and the bride’s parents were inviting all to a wedding being held at the Mormon Church of the Latter Days Saints. The invitation is what caused us to change our minds about attending the wedding.
Would our name on the invitation and attending the wedding be viewed as approval of the Mormon Church, where vows would be taken in the name of the Mormon Jesus? (The Jesus of Mormonism is blasphemously taught to be Lucifer’s brother.) Another concern was were we “inviting” people to a reception where alcohol was going to flow plentifully all night.
My husband and I are blood bought, Spirit filled children of God who evangelize whenever we can. What would the action of our attending and celebrating the wedding speak to those observing, those who don’t understand the Gospel? What misconception might they embrace? So my husband and I, for the sake of the Gospel and for the sake of lost souls, decided it would be best not to attend the wedding.
An alternative …
I spoke to my son and suggested that we have an additional “wedding dinner” at some point after his formal wedding. He could invite whoever he wanted to invite and we could have a wedding cake and flowers etc. I told him that we would pay for the whole thing. He didn’t want to do that.
My husband and I were in the minority. Christian friends and family took the opposite view. Some even attended the wedding. The suffering I experienced throughout the whole ordeal was intense. The pain I experienced the actual night of the wedding was intensely intense. This all happened several years ago.
A Christian Minister once said (I’m paraphrasing) … Don’t ever go anywhere, even a wedding, that puts you in a position where you have to be silent, and you can’t refute falsehood. You will be denying truth, capitulating. I believe that he is correct in what he said. I also suspect that he is in the minority in his belief. A Christian brother, whose father was a Pastor, once told us that in his father’s day they didn’t enter a Catholic Church for any reason, not even a wedding. These bits of information comforted me.
I hope my experience helps someone who may find themselves in a similar situation. When I was going through this very painful trial there was very little counsel available on the topic. Nothing has changed. We are living in a day when biblical separation is practically non-existent. We are told in the Bible to speak the truth in love and to be faithful to Jesus. That is what I/we have attempted to do. False gospels send people to hell. For the sake of the lost, I would rather suffer myself than blur the line between truth and error.
I continue to pray for my son’s salvation and the salvation of his family.
Poem… To My Son