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Why I Didn't Marry An RM After All - LDS Living
Why I Didn't Marry An RM After All - LDS Living
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by Victoria Adams | Nov. 08, 2018
Makes You Think Mormon Life
Back when I was in the Young Women program, I remember
being told that RM needed to be at the top of my dating criteria
list. Supposedly, dating and marrying an RM meant that my
husband-to-be would honor his priesthood, love the Lord, and
be everything a good Latter-day Saint girl wanted—short of
being Prince Charming himself.
But that got me into trouble, more than once, when I asked
sweet, active members about their missions—and they hadn’t
served or had returned home early. It was always awkward,
and I felt terrible for intruding into something they clearly
found painful. What was a girl to do?
When I met him a few years later at BYU, he was already back
on the strait and narrow, making valiant strides to clean up his
life, and was about to receive the Melchizedek priesthood. He
was attending church and had a calling as a ward missionary,
which he did his best to magnify. By all accounts, he was a
good, strong, Latter-day Saint. Any woman would be lucky to
marry him, and I was thrilled he’d fallen for me.
Was his reason for not serving good? Not particularly. He was
just inactive during those formative years. But did that one
fact, a past mistake that was too late to fix, suddenly make my
Mr. Right become Mr. Wrong?
When it finally did come up, I was already deeply in love with
Mark. Not only was he smart and charming, he was faithful.
Any doubts I might have had upon learning about his past
were overshadowed by what I knew of his character in the
present. (It didn’t hurt that my mother said, on meeting him,
that I would be hard-pressed to find someone else who would
love me the way she could see Mark did.)
In fact, it takes a lot of strength and courage for men like Mark
to return to the Church—especially knowing that others would
judge him for his inactivity and how he didn't serve a mission
because of it.
To this day, Mark still squirms in his seat when he hears that.
He shouldn’t. Because there is no rubber stamp for
righteousness, and that goes for RMs and non-RMs alike.