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On this glorious conference weekend, I present to you a repost of sorts.
My COVID-19 lockdown project.
I desire all to receive it.
The Temple. It’s fun AND educational. Build it with your kids for Family Home Evening™ (which may or may not be a thing anymore).
Let your favorite minifigures explore the mythology of Mormonism.
Have them don the ritual garb and prove just how fast they can tie knots with ribbons without letting the sacred envelope™ touch the floor.
Let them prove their knowledge of sacred handshakes and passwords but don’t ever call them that because it’s different. They are tokens™ and names™.
Have them make sacred covenants and maintain secrecy under the threat of death as they pantomime their own death and feel the spirit of the Lord™.
Go 90s style and let them be washed and anointed in a weird combo of insecurity and fear as their naked body is touched under a poncho.
Have them experience the pure joy of a mumbled, chanted group prayer ritual in a circle.
Give your favorite minifigures a reprieve from cleaning the chapel and instead let them squander their Saturday falling asleep to a boring movie they’ve seen a dozen times (or slideshow I guess. I’ve lost track of the current ceremony).