What arguments could possibly have convinced a third part of the hosts of heaven to surrender to Lucifer?
Five people sat around a table in the center of a bare classroom. Nothing in the room marked the passage of minutes, because time itself had not been created yet. A gentleman with bushy white eyebrows and trembling jowls spoke first. “I’m Caleb. I’m presiding at this meeting in place of Samson. He’ll join us later.
“We have allowed Rezin here to be our guest. I bet he wants to give us a missionary lesson.”
Rezin’s wide smile projected a halo of confidence. His mane of hair was arranged in a perfect part. Nobody made eye contact with him yet. “Thank you, Caleb. I’m here to represent His Highness. You should know that we haven’t given up on any of you, even though you rejected the Angel’s Plan and followed after the Opposition Plan. We never give up on anybody, ever.
“You agree with me on most issues. We agree that an earth should be created. That’s been unanimous. We all want to get the most out of the once-ever probationary experience. I’m here because I know I can help you and I want to tell you how to make the earth the best place for you.”
Caleb had been drumming the table and trying to swivel away. “We don’t want to hear about how charitable you are,” he interrupted. “Don’t forget there’s a war on.” He smiled after this demonstration that he was still in charge.
“Then I can get right to the heart of the matter,” apologized Rezin. “The dispute is about knowledge. One side wants knowledge to be free for all. The other wants to guard it, so that nobody on earth would have very much of it. The Opposition Plan would leave people uninformed, but they would still be judged on their choices. Our plan—the Angel’s Plan—is the only one where everyone will understand the entire purpose of their life.”
Caleb interposed again, as if it were one of his responsibilities. “I don’t think they will need such great knowledge. There will be a lot of activities that can be done even with a veiled mind.”
Dan’s commanding voice entered the debate. “I’d like to hear more about that, Rezin. The whole point of the experience is supposed to be to learn more, isn’t it?”
“You’re absolutely right, Dan,” encouraged Rezin, with the energy of a driver boarding a moving stage. “And the more knowledge you gain down there, the more you’ll have when you return back here. Choosing the Opposition Plan is like descending from a great height into a dreary wilderness covered by a mist of darkness.” Dan chewed his lower lip and looked to Caleb.
“That’s all true,” returned Caleb. “On the other hand, the Opposition Plan has other ways to keep people busy. You just do everything you’re told, so you make it back here. Then you can amass all the knowledge there is in the afterlife.”
Jordan raised his hand and opened his small mouth to get the group’s attention. “I don’t know yet whether I’ll be protected if I go with the Opposition Plan. Their leaders have been very convincing, assuring me that everything is for my own good, including my lack of understanding.”
Rezin sighed at this potential recruit. “Yes, there would be a famine of information, and instead there would be riches of misinformation, even lies and treachery and every crime. Tell me, Jordan, have they talked to you about what happens if you make mistakes on earth?”
Jordan quickly answered, “They talk about it over and over. It’s almost all we hear about.”
“They emphasize that because they expect you to make mistakes,” continued Rezin. “They don’t say out loud that they plan on you, individually, being counted as unworthy. But the Opposition Plan is formulated so that each of you is bound to be ensnared during your life.”
Jordan mused, “They say they don’t want anyone to be lost. Still, I’ve been getting the idea that their plan was tailored with more attention to my weaknesses than my strengths.”
“But the obedient ones will be rewarded, and that’s what’s important!” Caleb protested.
“Oh, we ask for obedience too,” consoled Rezin. “The difference is that the Angel’s Plan is fashioned so that everyone receives equal treatment, and no soul will be left behind.”
“We don’t talk about numbers, but I can say that under the Opposition Plan, few people will be counted as righteous,” Caleb reported.
“That’s not what I want to hear about my future probation. I deserve some kind of guarantee that I’m going to succeed,” decided Jordan.
Dan rejoined the discussion. “How is it that everyone will be so better informed in one plan versus the other?”
Caleb responded gravely, “The Opposition Plan doesn’t include as much communication between heaven and earth. Instead, we are going to invent the ‘mystery.’ It means that teachings will be confusing enough that people could ponder them for a lifetime and still not understand them.”
Rezin seized another opportunity. His hand glided over the table. “The Angel’s Plan ensures that everyone will know the same things, and so they’ll agree on everything. That fact alone will make the earth a more peaceful place. Light and understanding will emanate through the world from the presence of the Prince of Angels himself.”
Rezin turned to a stately matron, the one woman at the table, and asked, “Have you got any questions for me, Valerie?”
“I don’t like all this confrontation,” Valerie said crossly. “That’s why I’ll never be interested in switching my allegiance.”
Everyone watched Rezin nod. “It’s disheartening to witness so much fighting. I wish both sides would bury the hatchet.”
Caleb charged into the opening he saw. “I’m not afraid of a fight. Every enemy has weaknesses. Winning people over just takes both perception and perseverance. By the conclusion of the Opposition Plan, you can be sure that every man will bow his knee before my liege.”
Rezin waited, while the silence itself seemed to score points for his cause. “I’d like to paint a mental picture for you, of two worlds. One world is filled with concord, the other with conflict. The first world contains an abundance of unity because of the order that is natural to the Angel’s Plan. The stones themselves are happy to cooperate for the benefit of mankind. The other world, as the name Opposition implies, is a continual scene of violence. People must wrest a living away from the earth, for all species are in competition. Necessities are scarce, so that an honest man can’t acquire food without depriving someone else.”
“How are these contests decided?” asked Dan.
“Nothing could be easier,” explained Caleb. “The only rules would be the physical laws of nature. The mightier party gets to take as much as they are capable of, and the weaker party gets nothing. The heavenly sense of justice would not have to be present.”
“So it’s only with the Angel’s plan that I wouldn’t have to question whether God remembers me,” offered Dan.
“Is it true that there will be so much conformity that we won’t be allowed to make any choices ourselves?” wondered Jordan.
“That’s an unfounded rumor,” dismissed Rezin. “Everyone will control their own decisions. No plan can exist without free will. The beauty of the Angel’s Plan is that you never have to wonder which choice is correct, because the answer will be obvious.”
“That’s different than the intrigue in the Opposition Plan,” countered Caleb. “Not everyone will be told what’s right, and some people who are told what’s right will get conflicting answers. Ethics will be profoundly complicated. Every principle will have an exception. People will figure out how to judge the right way only for their present circumstances. Mingling such diverse world views within a single world is an ingenious invention, which we call ‘agency.'”
Dan scowled. “The Angel’s Plan is more compelling than I ever expected.”
“Yes, I can help if you’ll let me. Valerie, there’s a comfortable place for you in our family,” Rezin implored.
Valerie preached to him, “People who I respect immensely have warned me against your Angel’s rebellion. That includes the Father of spirits himself. I remember that he asked us to be steadfast during this controversy. I don’t have to hear any more arguments, because that will always be my highest priority.”
Concern clouded Valerie’s brow when Caleb scolded her, “That much reliance on others is a dangerous foundation for building your entire future, if you ask me. I don’t like our followers to be so helpless.”
“I understand you, Valerie,” confided Rezin. “I have seen many souls who joined our side out of respect for our Prince. They know that Lucifer is a formidable leader. I imagine that he even exemplifies the best characteristics you depend on in your role models.”
Samson entered the room, causing the conversation to stop. He stood at the table surveying each face. “I hope this experience was profitable for everyone. I admit that it was with trepidation that I agreed to give Rezin and Caleb a forum to evangelize for Lucifer’s plan.”
“Samson, you’re confusing me,” protested Dan, recoiling out of his chair. “Rezin has been explaining the Angel’s Plan, while Caleb has been on our side.”
“Don’t believe a word of it,” chided Samson. “Rezin and Caleb are confederates. Neither of them supports the Savior’s Plan.” The weight of several glares bore down on Caleb.
“Everyone calls it the ‘Opposition Plan,'” corrected Rezin.
Samson was paying more attention to his students than to the visitors. His calm demeanor was contagious. “Whenever one disregards the Savior’s role in the plan, it’s easy to overlook the infinite grace that will sustain us through troubles on earth. All of you must feel confused after this duo’s performance.”
Caleb spoke, but he didn’t sound like the blunderer everyone had met earlier. “We’ve just been employing a rhetorical device to get our point across. It was all for your own good. Narrow-minded people frequently close their ears to our arguments, so we have to resort to creative measures, to ensure as fair a skirmish as possible.”
“Regardless of who presented the arguments, I have serious doubts about the Savior’s Plan,” pointed out Dan. Jordan accompanied him with a nod. “I feel like my eyes have been opened.”
“I know you’ll make the right decision,” promised Samson. “The issues are still the same as they always have been. When you were more innocent, the choice was clear. To be fair, your natural tendency was merely to demonize anything unfamiliar. But now that Lucifer’s angels have come and played their siren song, you’re going to have to choose all over again.
“To prepare for our next meeting, please be extra diligent in your study and prayer. Consider this debate an object lesson. The moral is that every dispute you think you fully understand is just a subtle temptation waiting to surprise you. It’s foolish to believe that you’ll always recognize a devil on first sight.”
Here are my immediate thoughts:
A hard thing for me is when I see the Devil in a person or a situation and a loved one sees anything but the Devil. What do you do? What can you do? Call it like it is and lose any future chance of ever helping that loved one again? I usually try to give emotional validation to their feelings and some kind of a guiding principle to help them see clearly and make a right decision. Then, I try to be there to support them when they choose wrong. Each time it is like a charging bull: sometimes you wave your cape and let the bull run by; sometimes you grab it by the horns and wrestle it to the ground; sometimes you have to stab it with your sword. Allowing the bull to rend you with his horns and trample you is never an option. I get a lot of charging bulls from the Stinson side of my familyâ€¦ too many if you ask me.
The next question I think of is: what Devils am I not recognizing in my life? One of the comforts I have is that Lissa would see a Devil for what it is if I did not. Sheâ€™s good like that. 🙂
Thinking about opposition, I often think about the contrast between how on one hand it can be so hard and frustrating at times to take care of Kiera. On the other hand, it is so easy be with her and want more children because she is so perfect, delightful, and wonderful.
I thought about your entry some more this morning. So, here are my ramblings:
First, I remember being taught that you donâ€™t ever expose someone to evil or something bad to help them grow or learn about it. Since Heavenly Father placed us here, is responsible for the creation of this Earth, and since we are exposed to opposition in so many faucets of life on this Earth, opposition must not be evil or bad. I donâ€™t think you ever argued that, but it is nice to clearly state that opposition is not evil or bad. Rather opposition is a great tool that allows people an opportunity to change some aspect of there life for better or worse.
Second, when we allow ourselves to listen to and be exposed to evil and all of its persuasions, we increase the chance of becoming influenced by it. That is why when an apostate or anti-Mormon asks you to just listen to what they have to say, immediately tell them â€œNo, thanks. I have no interest in hearing anything you have to say on the matter.â€ If you have to, hang up the phone, or get up and move away. Too many people discount the physical part of life. A person can strengthen their convictions and send a clear message to an apostate or anti-Mormon by (1) verbally telling them you are not interested and will not listen to anti-Mormon doctrine, and (2) the action of getting up and walking away. If people acted as is if their words and actions had true power, I think we would have a very different world. Would these responses mean you were closed or narrow minded on the subject? Absolutely. Once you have a testimony given to you by God, you have a responsibility to close your mind on the topic or you risk offending/insulting God and lessening the value gift He gave you.
It was good talking to you, Stinson. I think you’re right about how we should never intentionally invite evil influences into our lives. The Samson character was flawed (like his namesake) because he allowed this situation to happen. Similarly, maybe Valerie should have walked out of the room instead of hanging around.
It was interesting to read how you interpreted the story and how you applied it to present conditions. You mentioned that the council in heaven could have been more like earth than the place I portrayed. That sounds believable. It’s still hard for me to imagine what life would have been like for spirits.