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Pants Sunday- Sammy's take

I honestly had no idea that this Sunday was officially "Wear Pants to Church Sunday" Sammy told me actually. And he was a very confused man. So I read the article, which started off saying women are all wearing pants to church this sunday to combat gender stereotypes and such. I know I'm not paraphrasing everything correctly, but bear with me. 

So Sammy was like, explain this to me, I don't understand why this is such a big deal. And I had no idea what to explain. It says no where that women can't wear pants to church. It just says to dress your best. So, uh, good luck with your pants I guess? I personally love getting to wear skirts every Sunday. I feel more apt to experiment with outfits and such and express myself! I love getting all dressed up and spiffy! I just don't get that feeling in pants. But that's just me. I'm not going to go looking at other woman weird if they're wearing pants to church. In the long run, church is not about what we wear, it's about worshipping Christ and Heavenly Father and such. Which is partly why I stopped wearing such crazy outfits like this. 

Stripes, flowers, and heart socks.

Back to Sammy. So we discussed the article and such. And then he said, Man, growing up Catholic, these LDS woman have got it GOOD! His reasons? "It's only the priests who give talks on certain subjects, I mean the woman can read a verse or lead the clergy in song but that's it. They don't give their own talks like priests do. The only position woman hold is as a nun. That's sort of like relief society but not really. But when I look at the LDS church woman just do more. From giving talks to organizing things, to just having a more influential presence. And being a nun can't even compare to the relief society. Only a small percentage of woman are nuns but everyone is a part of the relief society."

I thought that was so cool. I think it's pretty awesome that Sammy knows the word relief society, much less about it and how it works. High five! 

So there you have it. There's an almost converts perspective on pants Sunday and all that comes with it.



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