BOOK REVIEW : Seeking Revelations About Mormon Faith : IN MORMON CIRCLES; Gentiles, Jack Mormons and Latter Day Saints <i> by James Coates</i> Addison-Wesley $22.95, 272 pages

By JONATHAN KIRSCH

Jan. 9, 1991 12 AM PT

SPECIAL TO THE TIMES

Was Joseph Smith, the founder of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, “God’s anointed messenger”? Or was he “a bone-tossing necromancer, literary hustler and cynical fake”?

The hard question, which might well be asked of the founding prophet of any religion, is left unanswered in James Coates’ admirable and readable survey of Mormonism, “In Mormon Circles.”

And it is entirely fitting to approach another person’s religion with the greatest of deference and respect. By the end of the book, however, we can begin to guess how Coates would respond to his own rhetorical questions.

Coates, a non-Mormon investigative journalist who dares to reveal some of the most arcane secrets and hottest controversies of the Mormon Church, seems to tiptoe through the minefield of his own book.

He is fascinated with the more exotic manifestations of Mormon history and practice, and especially the zealots who stand well outside the Mormon Church. But he adopts a cautious and mostly deferential tone in an apparent effort to avoid offending the adherents of mainstream Mormonism.

With 4 million adherents in the United States--and more than 6.5 million worldwide--Mormonism is “the fastest growing branch of Christianity,” already outnumbering the Episcopalians, Methodists and Lutherans. And the Mormon Church, as described by Coates, is a peculiarly American institution, an authentic embodiment of the pioneer spirit, entrepreneurial capitalism and a kind of apocalyptic survivalism.

Coates offers a brief survey of the history of Mormonism, which he presents as a kind of manifest destiny of the spirit. It is a fascinating narrative of the heroic struggle of Joseph Smith, Brigham Young and the band of “Saints” who built a new Zion in the wilderness of the Far West.

“What Carnegie was to steel and Mellon to banking,” Coates explains, “Young was to 19th Century American religion.”

Coates peers into the secret chambers of Mormon belief and ritual and reveals some of the curious articles of faith non-Mormons often find so odd and off-putting: God as sexually active man living on a distant planet, a universe filled with invisible “spirit babies” yearning to be born into human bodies and then progress into gods, and the now-disavowed but still potent doctrine of “blood atonement.”

At the heart of Mormonism, Coates tells us, is the urgent conviction that the end of the world is upon us. Some of the most familiar practices of Mormonism--the stockpiling of food, the retroactive baptism and marriage of ancestors, and the worldwide missionary crusade--are carried out in anticipation of the Endtimes, when the faithful will be gathered up and the Garden of Eden will manifest itself at its original site: Kansas City, Mo.

“This enormous deadline pressure,” writes Coates in the reporter’s vernacular, “has defined America’s most unique native religious movement almost from day one.”

Still, Coates depicts the Mormons as practical and world-wise. Revelation has always been directed toward the here and now, he suggests, as when the practice of polygamy and the exclusion of blacks from the Mormon priesthood were suddenly abandoned on politically convenient orders from on high. And he depicts the Mormons as expert practitioners of free enterprise.

“The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints,” Coates writes, “is an empire of electronic media properties, movie studios, commercial real estate, agribusiness, computer technology, defense contracting, insurance, and even light manufacturing.”

For my taste, the treatment of history and theology ends too abruptly and far too soon, and Coates hastens on to more inflammatory topics, including the zealots found at the ragged edges of Mormonism: polygamists, survivalists, and miscellaneous self-styled prophets who have resorted to murder and mayhem under the influence of their own bloody revelations.

Here, Coates allows his doubt and anxiety to flash through the cracks in his otherwise temperate account of Mormonism.

“It is not improper to ask whether there is something unique in Mormonism that creates a deadly fringe element along with a main body of admirable, family-loving, civic-minded church-goers,” Coates writes with elaborate circumspection but unmistakable alarm. “Is revelation something that, like alcohol, most people can handle without trouble, but which can drive certain vulnerable souls to wretched and dangerous excess?”

Next: Richard Eder reviews “Leaving Losapas” by Roland Merullo (Houghton Mifflin).