# 2 Yeah, I Said That At Church
When our eldest son was about six months old, we attended church with a congregation made up entirely of college age married couples. There were about seven children over the age of three, and for some reason the bishop (the pastor of the congregation), thought I would make a good teacher for these little ones.
Our building had two stories with stairs at each end of the building. One set of steps led down from the second floor and faced the double doors of the chapel. While my husband was in helping to prepare for the Sacrament Meeting (worship service), I was upstairs preparing the class room for Sunday School.
I walked down the carpeted steps with my baby in my left arm, an obscenely large, over stuffed diaper bag slung over the opposite shoulder, and an additional bag full of Sunday School stuff clasped in my right hand. You may note that I had no hands left to hold the bannister.
With about five steps to go my heel snagged on the carpet. I knew I was going down, so I dropped the bags and wrapped both arms around my baby boy. As I tumbled down the stairs I had only one thing to say. It consisted of one word, which contained four letters. It was not the most vile of cuss words, but you won't find it in the Bible, either. It came out loud and clear.
The chapel was full. The prelude music was playing. I swear (yes that pun was intended), that the entire congregation turned en masse when that horrible word escaped my lips. Miraculously both the baby and I were unharmed, but I was sure they would rethink their decision to put me in charge of the impressionable young minds of their children. Instead, several people rushed from the chapel to help.
I worked hard after that incident to stop swearing, and I've nearly succeeded. I've only sworn in church twice since then, and at least both those words can be found in the Bible.
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ReplyDeleteHa Ha. I actually made a friend once from swearing at church. I was peeking in the nursery door's window to make sure my son was doing okay. He looked toward me. I ducked and out of my mouth, quietly this time, came a word I shouldn't say. It is in the Bible, but I was using it out of context.
DeleteMy friend to be was skipping Sunday School and heard me. She told me later that she'd been feeling like everyone at church was perfect except her. When she heard me swear she felt better. See, sometimes good things come from bad choices... Okay, maybe that's not the lesson we should take from this.