I am white. I am really white. I am the pasty color of Elmer's Glue. Sometimes, I would argue that not only am I white, but somewhat transparent also. I do not tan. I am capable of being two colors. Red and white. Insomuch as red is uncomfortable, I try to stay white. I have considered buying stock in various sun screen companies as I am one of their major customers and felt it would be only right that I at least have some small say in how they do business. I hope to have been clear in what I am trying to say. I am white.
I used to joke around with people when I was teased about my exceeding whiteness. I would say it was because I was so virtuous and righteous. I would point out that when we are all resurrected and have gone to live in heaven, we would all be whiter then I presently am. I just wouldn't have so far to go to obtain the pearly color of a perfected immortal being.
I used to feel that my color was one of the burdens I would have to bear. That it was just a trial that I would have to cope with. Now that I'm not doing the whole church thing anymore, and in fact are no longer even a believer of the divine, I'm starting to feel a little cheated.
The Book of Mormon is quite clear about what happens to those who rebel against God and do not keep his commandments which they have been given.
In the first book of Nephi, chapter 12 verse 23 in the BOM it says: