The origins for this series can be found in "My Belief, Reprinted from BYU Studies 25:2 (1985)". It was originally an essay that appeared in "A Thoughtful Faith: Essays on Belief by Mormon Scholars, ed. Philip L. Barlow (Salt Lake City: Canon Press, 1986)."
I know ignorance of the law does not excuse the individual for breaking it; so with that being said, I don't know if I can or cannot reprint this article in part or in whole? If someone wants to write BYU Studies and inform them of what I'm doing please feel free to do so; I would be happy to take their opinion into consideration when I decide what I do or don't write.
Finally, before we begin, I must declare my status as an individual who is wholly and completely uneducated. I have no idea how to really use a semi colon and I'm not sure how to cite sources. Mostly, I just try to copy how others have done it in the books I read. I have no idea if my sentence and paragraph composition is correct, but I try. I feel a lot like Nephi when he said:
" 1 And now I, Nephi, cannot write all the things which were taught among my people; neither am I amighty in writing, like unto speaking; for when a man bspeaketh by the power of the Holy Ghost the power of the Holy Ghost carrieth it unto the hearts of the children of men" 2 Nephi 33:1
Perhaps, some of you may be touched by the Spirit, despite my abilities as a writer. If so, praise God.
My Belief
Richard L. Bushman
"...The issue in my mind never had anything to do with Latter-day Saint doctrine specifically. I was not bothered by the arguments against the institutional Church, which so troubled people today, or the problems of Mormon history, another current sore spot. I was not debating Mormonism versus some other religion; the only question for me was God. Did he exist in any form or not? I was not worried about evil in the world as some agnostics are. I suppose Mormon theology had made the existence of evil perfectly plausible. I simply wondered if there was any reason to believe. Was all of religion a fantasy? Were we all fooling ourselves?"
At this time in Richard's life, he was a sophomore at Harvard. "Logical positivism was at a high tide" and he was introduced to new ideas and new people. I suppose at different points in people's lives they begin to really ask the most fundamental of questions, Is there a God? Where am I from? Where am I going when I die? And, why am I here? I think it's wonderful that Richard started from the most essential of questions, "Is there a God?"
Agnosticism is a wonderful place to start in my opinion. To really admit, that perhaps, we don't know, can be extremely liberating. King Lamoni's father offered one of the most faithful and wonderfully agnostic prayers I've ever read or heard:
18 O God, Aaron hath told me that there is a God; and if there is a God, and if thou art God, wilt thou make thyself known unto me, and I will give away all my sins to know thee, and that I may be raised from the dead, and be saved at the last day. And now when the king had said these words, he was struck aas if he were dead. Alma 22:18 (emphasis added)
The answers did not come quickly for Richard. Despite the fact that, "...doubts came on strongest in the spring of my sophomore year…the preceding Christmas holiday, I had been interviewed for a mission and received a call to New England...Did I have enough faith to go on a mission?" Richard was left, "wondering if I were a hypocrite and if fear of displeasing my parents was all that carried me along." His honesty here is refreshing. In fact, Richard's honesty is one of his most endearing qualities. The admission after the fact, that he considered and conteplated his own hypocrisy is admirable. It is extremely difficult for me to be introspective about my own hypocrisies. But the maxim is true that "you must first admit you have a problem." The simple fact that he may be doing things simply to please his parents is another frank and honest admissions I don't think most missionaries make. These types of admissions leave one open to criticism and vulnerable to attack. I don't like feeling that way but Richard's example is worth emulating. I'm sure I'll start next week.
Here's another bit of honesty I adore, "I think looking back, that my agnosticism was a little bit of a pose, a touch of stylish undergraduate angst." How wonderfully refreshing. I'm sure we all strike poses through life, but few are willing to expose and discuss their juvenile posturing.
Finally, he admits, "It was true enough that my bosom did not burn with faith; on the other hand, I was quite willing to pledge two years to a mission. So I went"
I am elated in reading this last sentence. “I went.” It’s an action! “Went” is a verb. He didn’t sit around like Plato’s philosopher king. He did something. Whether right or wrong at this time, he knew not, but he acted in good faith. Faith that what he was doing was good. Faith that all would turn out for the better. Faith in a God that he wasn’t even sure existed. This attitude is exemplified in counsel given to President Gordon B. Hinckley from his Father while on a Mission:
“Dear Gordon, I have your recent letter. I have only one suggestion: forget yourself and go to work.”
Well, he got his call, forgot his troubling issues and went to work. It is incredibly brave, humble, and faithful; which is why it reminds me of Alma 32:
27 But behold, if ye will awake and arouse your faculties, even to an experiment upon my words, and exercise a particle of faith, yea, even if ye can no more than adesire to believe, let this desire work in you, even until ye believe in a manner that ye can give place for a portion of my words.
28 Now, we will compare the word unto a aseed. Now, if ye give place, that a bseed may be planted in your cheart, behold, if it be a true seed, or a good seed, if ye do not cast it out by your dunbelief, that ye will resist the Spirit of the Lord, behold, it will begin to swell within your breasts; and when you feel these swelling motions, ye will begin to say within yourselves—It must needs be that this is a good seed, or that the word is good, for it beginneth to enlarge my soul; yea, it beginneth to eenlighten my funderstanding, yea, it beginneth to be delicious to me.
29 Now behold, would not this increase your faith? I say unto you, Yea; nevertheless it hath not grown up to a perfect knowledge.
30 But behold, as the seed swelleth, and sprouteth, and beginneth to grow, then you must needs say that the seed is good; for behold it swelleth, and sprouteth, and beginneth to grow. And now, behold, will not this strengthen your faith? Yea, it will strengthen your faith: for ye will say I know that this is a good seed; for behold it sprouteth and beginneth to grow. (emphasis added)
My whole life I felt less than because my faith at times seemed non-exeistent. I felt less than because at times I wondered if God really did exist. I felt strange because I constantly seemed to want to "know". And yet, Brother Bushman seems to have weathered the storm. In fact, he seems better for having made the journey. In my opinion, it seems we can only receive answers if we are willing to ask the questions.
Big UP!
Lamanite
P.S. That is not to say that I lack a testimony, as some will assume. Those who know me, there will be no doubt. To those who don't, bumbaclot!
Next time a discussion of Richard’s first real experience with the Book of Mormon.







