THE SMITH FAMILY

If the Bishop would have asked me to speak on this topic even just five years ago, I would have jumped at the chance. 25 years ago, I would have been on my mission in Mexico, and I would have been begging to share my thoughts on what I believed with anyone who would listen. This, however, is not the case today. I come to you with much tenderness in my heart, and a prayer that my message will be received with love and an open heart.


Belief had always come easy for me. The church and all that it entailed was my bread and butter. It all made sense. It all fit. Any questions that I might have struggled with were often answered by a conference talk or a quick search in the scriptures or placed on the proverbial shelf. Of course, we had trials… big and painful trials. But in these trials, I found comfort and peace in places like the temple and the simple routine of attending my meetings and serving in my callings. But something happened to us a little over four years ago that forever changed my faith. My faith is no longer wide and all encompassing. It is narrow. It is nuanced. It is much more personal, and much more sacred to me. It is no longer the mountain I had once thought it to be. It is back to its seed like innocence and requires much tending and care.


With permission from my son, I’d like to share with you where my new faith journey began. A little over four years ago, I was in the Primary Presidency and was placed in charge of the Primary Program. On the morning of, we were home and I was going over all of the possible mishaps that might occur. I had a backup plan if someone didn’t show up. I had a backup plan if someone got stage fright and clammed up at the mic. I had a backup plan for my back up plans. I was ready. In the craziness of that morning, I noticed my son Deacon, who was 13 at the time, sitting outside by himself on the porch. I could sense a heaviness about him. He had not been himself as of late. He was more quiet, withdrawn, and had a sadness about him. I pulled him into my room and asked him what was wrong. He looked at me for a long time, not saying anything, tears welling in his eyes, a pained look on his face, afraid to speak. Afraid to voice his truth. It was as if time slowed. I knew what he wanted to tell me. I knew what he was going to say. And tears pricked at my eyes too. And I whispered. “You can just say it. Just say it.” And he sobbed. “Mom, I’m gay.”

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THE COLVIN FAMILY

Carol Colvin grew up a straight-A student, a “Molly Mormon who knew all the answers” – or who could quickly turn to a conference talk or scripture to find them. Now 58 years old, she feels like she’s spent the last 14 years putting together a puzzle without a box or a picture to guide her, “and when you think you have it all figured out, you realize a few of the pieces still don’t fit.”

The Colvins raised their three kids during the decades when the church still taught that being gay was ”a choice one could overcome, something caused by pornography use, sexual abuse, or a dysfunctional parent-child relationship.” Even in the secular world, she says, supporting gay marriage was not endorsed by presidential candidates on either side. So she didn’t have all the answers when her oldest son Jonathan came out. Carol says she isn’t proud of the way she and her husband responded for the first few years: “We said stuff like ‘We love you but don’t really agree with your choice to be in a same-sex relationship.’ Or, after he brought home his first boyfriend, ‘I can handle this in theory, but I don’t want to see it’.” In 2009, when Jonathan asked her to join PFLAG, Carol’s now ashamed to say she said no. But in 2014, the two attended Affirmation together. This was a life-changing moment in which Carol saw, “The spirit of God is with these people. It opened my heart and showed me God loves them.” It was at this point that Carol acknowledged, “When you know better, you do better.” Ever since, Carol has been making up for lost time.

Nowadays, Carol can be found decked out in rainbow gear, staffing hugging booths at Pride events in Seattle and Utah. “I used to always wish somehow he’d find a girl, but now when we’re out, I’m the one saying ‘Ooh, that guy’s cute, and trying to play matchmaker.” Carol now reiterates the importance of listening to and believing the experiences of the LGBTQ people in her life. 

Carol and Gary Colvin have been married for 37 years. Puyallup, WA is home, and where they’ve raised Natalie (31), Spencer (34), who now lives in the UK with his wife and two boys, and Jonathan (36), who worked in the restaurant industry while going to school in NYC until COVID hit. 

Jonathan has always displayed business and math prowess, and is now developing an app while working toward his dream of owning his own restaurant/bar. Carol admires his intellect and generous spirit. “He was the kid who’d share all his Halloween candy, and now, every time he comes into extra money through day trading, he gifts money to family members to help pay their debts. He has this way of making everyone feel like they’re the coolest person in the world.”

Jonathan always knew he was gay, but first tested the waters with his parents by telling them he was bisexual. This was after he graduated top of his class as an air traffic controller in the Air Force. After being bullied by coworkers for almost two years, he was honorably discharged when a fellow serviceman reported he had posted something online indicating he was gay. (This was prior to the repeal of “Don’t ask, don’t tell.”)

When Carol immersed herself in prayer as how best to mother Jonathan, she received three guideposts: first, to always seek the spirit. Second, to collaborate with others in this space. And third, to get comfortable “being in the middle. I try to be there for people still using church vocabulary like ‘same sex attraction’ while also being the type of person who can talk to drag queens at a PRIDE festival.”

Carol has taken all she’s learned and now feels value in being a resource for others – especially as resources are so few in the church. She believes, “As parents, our first job is to be there for our children with 100% support for who they are – so we can keep them alive. Secondly, we have to maintain a strong family unit. We have to direct only hugs, support, and celebration toward our children. 

I made mistakes early on; fortunately, my child survived all the stupid things I said. But now I tell others as they’re mourning their lost expectations for their child’s future, they need to direct any of that turmoil and loss elsewhere. Your child is where you dump all your love. Anything else – grief, anger, sadness, cognitive dissonance – you’ve got to dump all that somewhere else.” 

Carol wishes her local leaders would employ her services more and allow her to start a sanctioned support group like the one she wishes she had had when her son first came out. But Carol has largely faced brick walls with local authorities still hesitant to openly affirm the LGBTQ families in their midst. She likens this resistance with how she used to feel about fire drills as a child.

“They’re scary. Even if you know there’s no fire, you don’t want to imagine even the possibility of a fire; but it’s always best to be prepared.” Carol now independently mentors many families, and has had four parents approach her in just the last month for advice. Carol knows there are queer people in every ward who haven’t come out because they don’t feel it’s safe to do so, and she’s seen the damages from leadership roulette. She’s even witnessed a bishop stop a lesbian sister from bearing her testimony.

Yet, Carol sees progress as hearts open, both in the church and in her work as both a dōTERRA Wellness Advocate and as a facilitator for Leslie Householder’s mindset mastery company, Rare Faith. “It’s nice to get the word out there and have others acknowledge, ‘Oh, Mormons can have gay kids’?” She appreciates how times have changed. The year Jonathan graduated high school (2003) in their conservative community, the only student who had come out was beaten so badly he was in a coma for six months. This climate, mixed with church teachings of the time, definitely influenced the Colvins’ mindset, including Jonathan’s reluctance to come out before graduation. 

But the Colvin family got a do-over when a family friend asked them to consider hosting a foreign exchange student in 2017, after their three children had moved out of the house. Carol felt a pull to request a gay child, but it was several months in before they realized that Bruno from Brazil was indeed gay – and quite confident in his skin. At the same school Jonathan had attended 14 years earlier, he became best friends with the student body president, participated in every musical and play, and went to prom. The entire student body knew he was gay and loved him for it.

Back when Carol’s own son came out, she says she felt so lost. She wrestled with God for answers – why was he this way after how he’d been raised? But the answer she got was freeing: her job was to just love Jonathan. The rest would work itself out. This required her to deconstruct her testimony to make Christ her foundation, instead of church culture. “It was time to throw out the boards and nails that didn’t fit my new ‘house of faith’ and start over. I went from following the prophet blindly to seeking and relying more on personal revelation for myself and my family. I know that love is what makes a celestial family. If someone doesn’t make the cut in the next life, the rest of us will follow and make a heaven out of hell.”

Carol recognizes that each church community is a laboratory of unique human beings. She felt guided to take a sabbatical for a while herself to clear her head from negative triggers. But she now knows she can’t leave, for “Bloom where you’re planted” reasons. “I want to stick around and be here – the woman with the rainbow pin. The one who raises her hand and reminds people that things have changed; leaders don’t say those things anymore. The one who carries around Elder Ballard’s quote that implores, ‘I want anyone who is a member of the church who is gay or lesbian to know I believe you have a place in the kingdom’.” She wants to be one who teaches people that when their kid/niece/grandchild comes out, the proper response is, “Thank you for honoring me by sharing that information with me. I love you so much.” #liftandloveathome

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THE EWING FAMILY

At the start of her 8th grade year, Kendall Ewing’s new middle school track team needed someone to run the mile. Kendall wasn’t much of a runner -- had never been much of a competitive athlete of anything really -- but she agreed to participate, knowing they needed help. Throughout the season, Kendall came in dead last in every single race, something her mother Shannon says should have been particularly challenging for her daughter, who struggles with major anxiety. But Shannon said what impressed her most was how Kendall stuck it out the whole season, untethered to the judgment of others, while beating her best time with each and every race and ultimately improving her personal record by over a minute. 

 

“This strong sense of being so comfortable and confident in her own skin is such a juxtaposition to her anxiety, but it’s just who Kendall is,” says Shannon. “She loves music and takes voice lessons; and she plays the guitar, bass guitar, electric, ukulele, violin, piano, you name it… but she won’t perform outside of her bedroom.” Now 16, Kendall also loves her regular babysitting gigs and wants to be a teacher one day. This fall, as a junior in high school, she will start the Ready Teach program in her Bulverde, Texas high school, which will allow her to team-teach in a local elementary school the first two periods of every day. Overall, Kendall magnifies typical teen interests and dreams, and it was in typical Kendall style how she came out to her mother last October on National Coming Out Day.

 

The two were sitting on the couch, each scrolling through Instagram when Kendall’s post popped up on Shannon’s phone: “Lesbian is not a dirty word. If you have questions, ask me.” Shannon turned to Kendall and did just that: “Is this legit? Is there something you want to say?” Kendall said, “Yep, it’s true.” “Cool,” shrugged Shannon, who wasn’t entirely surprised. While the Ewing family is open about many topics, including sexuality, Kendall had known this about herself but held back for awhile, unsure how her news would affect her parents. But both Shannon and husband Jason, who together own Ewing Automotive in San Antonio, Texas said this changed nothing about how they feel about their daughter, whose truth was also embraced by siblings Kamryn – 14 and Kohen – 12.

 

Kendall knew all along she’d have her mother’s support. Shannon didn’t grow up in the typical LDS family mold that characterized her Idaho hometown. “We were very liberal, and I sometimes straddled the fence, unsure which way I’d roll.” She and Jason married in the temple, and have been active in the Texas wards in which they’ve resided since. But about five years ago, Shannon decided to be wholly authentic with who she is in every way, even pressing buttons at times as needed, which she thinks helped her daughter know she’d have her back. Kendall also has a good friend in her mostly-LDS friend group who has come out, and that child’s mother has bonded with Shannon as the two have started a support group for about 30 others in their LDS-LGBTQ San Antonio, TX community.

 

Kendall came out on a Thursday, and the following morning her mother went on a scheduled girls’ trip, leaving Jason alone to sort through his daughter’s new territory, which was a struggle for him at first. He consulted with a friend from the stake, a child psychologist, who advised that the most important thing was to put the relationship with their daughter first. While Shannon says that Jason still can’t wrap his head around exactly what this looks like for the long term, he’s processing at his own pace in the journey and loves his daughter fiercely. Meanwhile, Shannon loves to show her love visually, wearing her Ally pride pins and rainbow shirts often to show support. She’s dedicated to putting Christ and family first, and completely fine with whatever path Kendall takes, as long as she’s healthy and happy.

 

There have been some uncomfortable moments in church settings in which Kendall has reached out to her mother for support, like when she recently sat through a tough seminary lesson. Shannon says, “I texted her back, ‘Listen, if this works for you right now, that’s great. If not, or in three months, we’ll change tactics.’ No matter what she decides to do, we have her back.” Since day one, Shannon has expressed, “I don’t believe in a Heavenly Father or Jesus Christ who would make you the way you are then punish you for being that way.” She has had to deconstruct her faith down to the basics, realizing her testimony is primarily based on Jesus Christ right now, and not necessarily some of the peripheral teachings of the church. Shannon says, “We have an entire Atonement process for people who CHOOSE to make bad choices, so how can we say it’s not for someone who didn’t choose this? Christ’s ultimate purpose is to let everyone return, happy and healthy, no matter what that looks like. So I tell Kendall ‘I’d rather you not get married in the temple to a woman who adores you for who you are, than in the temple to a man who looks good on the outside, but doesn’t honor who you are on the inside – I don’t want that for you’.”  

 

The Ewings feel Kendall’s coming out has also been a blessing in that it’s opened their eyes to others in their community who are being marginalized. “It’s been nice to see outside the bubble, and find there’s a greater purpose out there, and ways to get involved.” As for the climate inside the church, Shannon wishes that leadership understood that some of the boundaries currently laid “are toxic and hurtful. They are behind the times as they have been with some other things in the past. I don’t know why change hasn’t happened yet – maybe it’s society, maybe the church will catch up – I don’t know when. But everyone should have a right to be sealed to a family; that should work itself out. Christ’s church shouldn’t have these limits and boxes. Ultimately, the main goal is to love God, love other people – and that’s it.”

 

As for the other stuff? Let’s just say Shannon’s recently gotten a couple tattoos and a nose piercing in solidarity to remind herself and others that no one needs to take themselves too seriously. “If they have a problem with how Kendall is or presents herself, they can talk to me first.” 

 

And after so doing, they might just find Kendall circling the track in her own lane, not too worried about what everyone else is doing, as long as she’s working toward her personal best.

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