The parable is a touching story about Robinson’s young daughter trying, unsuccessful, to save enough money for a bicycle. She saves what she can manage — which isn’t much — and her dad makes up the rest, so she can get her dream bike.
Years ago, a friend told me that her husband related that story to numerous investigators while serving his mission. And he told it as if it were his own, true experience.
I was blown away and asked her husband if he really thought lying to investigators was a grand idea. (We were good enough friends that I could do this without an inordinate amount of offense.) His response?
“It always made people cry!”
As if, I suppose, making people cry, having them somehow equate that with “feeling the spirit,” and getting into an emotional foofaraw — and apparently agreeing to be baptized because if it — was a justification for making stuff up.
If you’d read here much, you know that I don’t artificially put honesty at the top of the moral food chain. (I don’t think any reasonable person does, even though lots of people claim they do and/or think they do.) But I certainly question the efficacy of lying to get converts — when trust is such a central issue.
What do you think?