Share your worst experience in an LDS church

[Flystripper]

I had one of those moments while on my mission. There was a guy on a subway that approached me and and proceeded to tell me all about certain promises and gestures that everyone makes in the temple. I laughed at him and said I just was in the temple not too long ago and we never made the gestures he was talking about nor did we promise the things he was saying we promised. The joke was on him! Until it wasn't...

A few years later I learned about the temple ceremony changes.

CJ- this was not the moment I let my laziness win me over.

This was a response to blueface. Posting on an iPhone can suck.

[marsupial]

Nice threadjack. Maybe you should start a thread about worst experiences in an LDS temple.

On second thought, maybe not.

Perhaps I misunderstood the thread. By worst you mean most embarrassing.

[Flystripper]

I lost my suit during a wipeout while water skiing with the ym and yw. I had to tread water until one of the guys threw me my shorts I was saving for the ride home. Embarrassing for a 16 year old

[Green Monstah]

Hmmmmmm....worst experience.

I cant tell the details of my very worst, but I'll give you a few others.

My wife was having some severe anxiety attacks while performing her calling, so I asked bishop to please release her bc it was having anadverse effect on marriage and family. Bishop looked into my eye and said "do you know what you need to do, Bro GM? You need to take your wife out for a milkshake every now and again." Idiot.

When the flds kids were taken from their homes in el dorado, tx, some made it as far away as Houston. Some people in my stake asked our SP if there was anything we could do to belp these kids, and we were told that we should have no contact with them whatsoever. I wanted to cite Jesus Christ in a rebuttal, but reqlized it would do no good. This particular SP has GA aspirations.

[byu71]

Maybe not the most embarassing, but it has to do with church BB.

In the BAY area a good friend of mine was a Dentist in the ward and ex USU BB player. Maybe 10 years older than me. Ward split and he was made Bishop of the other ward. I was made Stake Ahtletic Director.

Our battles on the court were epic as we would go up and down the court yelling at each other and especially working the refs.

During the year I got a call from the SP. He said he had heard there seriously needs to be better sportsmanship at games. I told him I would call ward AD's and really encourage better sportsmanship.

The SP said, from all I have heard, all we need is you and Bishop Hall to start acting like grownups.

[New Mexican Disaster]

My worst experience in an LDS church was when I was 13. I hated scouting very, very much, but my Mom made a deal with me that as soon as I completed my Eagle Scout I could quit and would not ever have to attend scouts again.

So, one night I had a board of review that I needed to attend even though I had been feeling extremely ill, and I wanted to get it done to end the torture of scouting. At the board of review they asked me several questions and I was sweating because I felt so sick, and was barely able to speak. But I kept talking until I let out an enormous belch that was a pre-cursor of certain and copious vomit rising in my throat. I said "Excuse me a minute," and ran for the bathroom.

When I got to the bathroom I ran in the door. I would have made it to the toilet, except that standing in the way was none other than the largest human then living in Spanish Fork, Utah, Scott Brumfield (later he played for BYU and the Cincinatti Bengals). He was on my brother's basketball team, and so I blurted out "Hi, Scott."

About .2 seconds later I was hurling from the depths of my soul all over the bathroom floor and partly in the garbage. Never have I vomited more or was it more acidic.
When I was done, I was panting and I realized that there was nothing to clean it up with and no one had a key to the janitor's closet. So, I had to do my best with some paper towels and water. Horrible.

That bathroom still stunk the last time that I went in there 5 years later. But at least I did pass my board of review.

[lambdacoug]

Hey, that's low. Divorces are extremely painful no matter who is at fault with more than enough hurt to go around. There are some places that you can go that no matter how obnoxious AC has been/is, you end up looking worse than him and this is one of those cases.

In addition, very rarely does blame lie on solely one person in a divorce. One of the hardest days of my life was acknowledging that. Dealing with an affair is one thing I would never wish on anyone...even my ex. It isn't a life changing experience for nothing.

[San Juan Sun]

As a deacon, I went on a temple trip to St. George. We did baptisms for the dead, and I wasn't wearing any underwear (I noticed beforehand that you could see my brightly colored boxers through the dry white jumpsuit, so I took them off.) Obviously, I didn't think this through. During the baptisms, I gave the temple patrons a kind of wet t-shirt show I'm sure they weren't expecting. Looking back now, it was funny, but I was really embarassed when I got a talking to by one of the leaders.

[Blueintheface]

I had one of those moments while on my mission. There was a guy on a subway that approached me and and proceeded to tell me all about certain promises and gestures that everyone makes in the temple. I laughed at him and said I just was in the temple not too long ago and we never made the gestures he was talking about nor did we promise the things he was saying we promised. The joke was on him! Until it wasn't...

A few years later I learned about the temple ceremony changes.

CJ- this was not the moment I let my laziness win me over.

This was a response to blueface. Posting on an iPhone can suck.

My trainer on my mission was always asking me about the temple and what took place as he had heard some crazy things. Long story but he had not been endowed before the mission (attended the MTC in England and London temple was closed for renovations that month). I'm just sorry I couldn't be there following his mission when he first went through the temple. He was an unusual Spanish cat.

[Green Monstah]

As a deacon, I went on a temple trip to St. George. We did baptisms for the dead, and I wasn't wearing any underwear (I noticed beforehand that you could see my brightly colored boxers through the dry white jumpsuit, so I took them off.) Obviously, I didn't think this through. During the baptisms, I gave the temple patrons a kind of wet t-shirt show I'm sure they weren't expecting. Looking back now, it was funny, but I was really embarassed when I got a talking to by one of the leaders.

Now that is pretty funny.

Here's a lesson on Karma I learned via LDS Church. On a scouting trip one winter, we went to our scout master's cabin on West Grand Lake, Maine (killer place to visit, btw). The lake was frozen over, and we got our water by cutting a hole in the ice with an axe (which was a horribly difficult, but fun way to do it), aided by our scoutmaster's auger (ogger? big drill).

We were having a snowball fight out on the ice, and we all decided to start pelting the "misfit" in our group. He was getting nailed and getting more and more pissed. I was laughing and mocking him while walking backwards and my right leg dropped right into the ice hole. I must have had a huge adrenaline rush because I was out of the water and sprinting to the cabin in no time at all. Karma's a bitch.

[marsupial]

OK, most embarrassing experience in church.

We had just moved into a new ward. Danimal and I were ditching Sunday School, sitting on the stairs to the stage while I was breastfeeding my daughter who was about 10 months old. Our new bishop, whom we hadn't met yet, walks around the corner and off pops my daughter right as he introduces himself.

Usually, I am good at the quick cover up but this time she was too fast. BOOB in the face. Nice to meet you bishop. There, is that better Donut?

[Shaka]

lol. I don't know what I find least believable...that there was a "changing room" in an LDS chapel, that you were playing sports, or that someone wanted your clothes.

I'll be the third witness. My stake center growing up had locker rooms for men and women complete with showers. They were actually down in a basement level. These were also the dressing rooms for those getting baptized. You had to hike a private flight flight of stairs to get to the font which was located on the back of the stage.

That church is now a parking lot for The Orthopedic Specialty Hospital on Fashion BLVD in Murray. I miss that church.

[Donuthole]

OK, most embarrassing experience in church.

We had just moved into a new ward. Danimal and I were ditching Sunday School, sitting on the stairs to the stage while I was breastfeeding my daughter who was about 10 months old. Our new bishop, whom we hadn't met yet, walks around the corner and off pops my daughter right as he introduces himself.

Usually, I am good at the quick cover up but this time she was too fast. BOOB in the face. Nice to meet you bishop. There, is that better Donut?

Hey, i was kidding with my first comment, but i'm not sorry I made it, based on the story it elicited. I guess what I'm trying to say is yes, that's better.

[LA Ute]

There was a changing room niche that was an appendage of the biggest boys bathroom. A single bench and some hooks for hanging your clothes in a narrow neck of room.

My ward while I was growing up was also the stake center and had a pretty decent locker room and showers. They were connected to the baptismal font, but were used more for basketball. I think a lot of the buildings in Utah that went up before the 70s had locker rooms/showers. Our current stake center has mens' and womens' changing rooms on opposite sides of the baptismal font. The history of LDS meetinghouse design is kind of interesting. The ones built with volunteer/donated member labor seem to have been more elaborate. (Big surprise: free labor = increase in appurtenances. No, I am not sure that is the right word.)

EDIT: I guess I'd better add an embarrassing experience. The only one I can think of is from Scout summer camp, my very first one as a 12 year-old. We went for a hike and on our return we decided to cross a very shallow but fast-moving stream. My 12 year-old mind thought it would be smart to take off my shoes and wade across in my bare feet so as not to get the shoes wet. One of them got away from me and took off down the stream, never to be seen again. I had to walk about 3 miles back to camp, barefoot on one side. I got lots of hazing for that and (justifiably) felt pretty stupid.

[DrumNFeather]

Losing the stake championship on a wide open three that was hit and counted despite the inadvertant whistle that stopped play.