Is it Sacrilegious to be in a Silly Mood on Sunday?

For my soul delighteth in the song of the heart; yea, the song of is a prayer unto me, and it shall be answered with a blessing upon their heads.  Doctrine and Covenants 25:12

I think repentance is the order of the day for me, though the pain meds I had to take for an extremely painful neck and shoulder might have muddled my mind and broken down my normal reserve and reverence at church.  You'll see the evidence of my deviation from gospel principles at the end of this blog. 

On Sunday, the Relief Society had to practice a song for Sacrament Meeting next week.  There was some other business that took a long time, so we had a five minute lesson about Eternal Marriage.  This experience attested to the fact that concise and specific information that is simply presented can stick with you better than a long, drawn out sermon.  If anyone asks me what the lesson was about last Sunday, I can quickly say, "The temple--get there!"   

Meanwhile, before the actual lesson (not during it--I wasn't that out of it), I became a little distracted and took some photos while all the other stuff was going on.  Oh, and by the way, we're going to sing "How Great Thou Art" and sing the chorus to it in Swedish, since the melody comes from a Swedish folk song and our leader is Swedish (just in case you wanted to know).

These are the special toes of our Relief Society president.  The sisters are going to have an evening where they get their toes painted in this metallic polish.  Last week, this same Relief Society president had on gold sandals with what looked like 20 caret gold toe nails!

Many women here have the most gorgeous shoes--especially the young ones who can still walk without too much pain.  Here's a sample from the young single woman next to me in Relief Society.  I wore shoes this high one upon a time.  She shall pay for this vanity someday . . . meanwhile, enjoy, right?  Ha, ha!

So feminine

Let's not forget the nails!

Thanks to this lovely sister for sharing!

 Now, how many people do you know who take a picture of their Relief Society president's feet while she's still in the meeting no less?  Goes to show you what a great sport she is and what a nut case I probably am (obsessive photographer).  The women at these meetings in the wards we've been in here seem like family--just a bunch of sisters uplifting and teaching one another while having fun in the process--just as it should be.