The shirt that knew too much...

So I went to my singles ward yesterday to attend my church meetings.  I have a really awesome ward and look forward to going to church each week. The fact that I am able to make it there on time every week speaks truth to that.

So off I headed to Sunday School to get my weekly dose of the Old Testament learning.  We were learning about David and Bath-sheba and all that goes along with that story.  I'm listening, but I start looking at the design on the shirt of the girl sitting in front of me.  It was fun; so many things going on with it.  There were some vested rabbits, flowers, people.  It was very artsy looking.  Then I looked a bit closer at the people.  There were no clothes on the women.  The men had strategically placed draped cloth.  I thought I was seeing things wrong...double check...nope still seeing naked women, on the shirt, in church.  At this point the questions from the teacher and the comments from the class all combined to keep my head spinning with sarcastic comments.

Teacher:  "What do you do when an unclean thought or image enters your mind?"
Class member: "I like to sing a hymn."
Me thinking: "Sing a hymn, right.  We are all enlisted till the conflict is or', happy are we (stifled snicker) happy are we (stifled snicker).  Yeah, not working.  Hymn choice? Possibly."
Class member:  "I like to make eye contact with someone that will divert my attention."
Me:  "Hey Ellen, I need to stare at you for a minute, cause that girl has naked girls on her shirt. Oh crap, I just polluted your mind too."
Class member:  "Sometimes I just need to remove myself from the situation."
Me thinking:  "Great I'm on the wrong end of a row...either I trip over 5 people to get away from the shirt or I find another distraction.  Gosh dang, fleeing from church is hard to do."
Teacher: "Do you find that you sometimes have to avoid certain places to keep your thoughts pure?"
Me thinking:  "Yes, I just added Sunday School to that list.  I thought church would be the right place to keep my thoughts pure but nnnnnnnoooooooo."

The class continued for 30 more minutes....

I tried so hard to not laugh at the whole situation, which for the record didn't work. I still laughed mostly at the irony of it all.  I finally had to put my head in my hands and listen with my ears...which is very hard for me to do.