On our Facebook page, we asked readers to share their favorite “Primaryisms.” We couldn’t stop laughing at the silly things our readers used to say as kids or that their kids say now.
I Am a Child of God, and So . . .
“I am a child of God, and so my knees are great!”
“Has given me an earthly home, with parents kind of weird.”
“With parents kind of dear.”
All Creatures of Our God and King
“High on a mountain top, a badger chased a squirrel.”
“Has given me an earthly home, with parrots kind and dear.”
“We believe in being honest, true, chased by an elephant.”
From the Sealed Scriptures
My brother-in-law thought that in “Love One Another” there was this really cool “church word,” shalmenno (by this “shall men know”). He always wanted to know what shalmenno meant.
“God be with you till we meet again, by his councils guide uphold you. With his Shakespeares clearly fold you.”
My daughter Bree when she was four exclaimed one evening that she knew God’s first name—Henry—as in, “Dear Henry Father.”
A Primary child in a friend’s ward bore his testimony many years ago and said he knew Extra-Tough Benson was a prophet.
“Jesus came to John the bat-man.”
The Essentials of the Gospel
“I will go, I will do, the Lamanites’ commands.”
“I belong to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I know who I am. I know God’s plan. I’ll follow him in space.”
Chrisy Ross, author of LDS Living's popular "To Mormons" articles, shares more insights on living as a non-Mormon among Mormons. There need be no awkwardness when inviting friends of other faiths to important life events that happen within your own faith. That's just what friends do.
I popped on Facebook one morning last week, and was excited to see that I had some notifications and a couple of messages. The first item I clicked on was an invitation to a friend’s daughter’s mission farewell. Sitting alone, I said, “Aw.” I’ve never met my friend’s daughter, so I was even more touched by the invite.
After reading the specifics about the farewell, I clicked on Facebook’s Message icon. There were two short messages from my friend—the missionary’s mother—written less than 15 minutes apart. The first note kindly explained that I was welcome at the farewell, but my friend didn’t want me to feel obligated if it wasn’t my “thing.” She wanted me to know that she was thinking of me…and that we should do lunch again.
I loved it.
The second note said the following:
“Okay, if that came across as trying too hard, or me separating you out somehow, I apologize. It's been a few years since I lived outside of Utah or was outnumbered. I have no idea anymore how to extend this sort of invitation. Just know it was with the best intentions, even if a bit dorky.”
I loved that, too.
“I saw your invite before I read this message. Thank you! I felt...like a friend...included in an important and special event for a girlfriend's daughter. I love your candor and your sincerity. I didn't receive the invite, or your messages, as trying too hard or dorky. I receive both with gratitude. Wonderful that your daughter is heading out on a mission!”
Easter isn't a bunny or eggs or chocolate. It is foremost a celebration of the greatest event in human history: the resurrection of Jesus Christ after his atonement and crucifixion for our sins.
Chrisy Ross, author of LDS Living's popular "To Mormons" articles, shares more insights on living as a non-Mormon among Mormons. As her family has lived in Utah and observed LDS culture from a different perspective, they’ve encountered a lot of jargon that can be confusing at best and alienating at worst. She shares her advice on how to bridge the language gap.
In Utah County it happens frequently—use of The Lingo. If a person looks remotely Mormon (appropriate skin coverage, no obvious consumption of contraband) the assumption is they’re LDS. I almost always fall into that category.
A grocery store cashier, with whom I have zero history, will comfortably assess my purchases and happily share, “Those are the best jelly beans—so colorful! I just used them in Primary last Sunday. But not as a food reward.”
Ten years ago I wouldn’t have known what she meant. Today I consider myself partially bilingual, or at a minimum, able to understand and sling most of the lingo. I still get lost with some of the language surrounding priesthood hierarchy, but I recognize what’s being discussed on a macro level.
Calling, Young Women, Young Men, Deacons, mutual, Relief Society, seminary, priesthood, General Conference, stake, fast Sunday, sealing ceremony, temple work or . . . dun dun dun . . . baptisms for the dead. All common words for members, but for non-members, these words truly are foreign and can conjure images that are far from their actual meaning.
Fast Sunday? Sure! Let’s push the pace on our four-mile loop. Stake? I think we have an extra one in the garage you can have. Sealing ceremony? We’re happy to stand around and clap while you caulk those windows. Different strokes!