For Heaven’s Sake, Clean Up After Yourselves

Last week we were cleaning the Church and I was asked to sweep the stage. I sent Jenna to the room that’s just above the stage. I’ve heard others refer to it as the ping pong room. I also learned that three or four plastic Christmas trees live there as well. The room doesn’t get used a whole lot and not all the wards (a geographical boundary of those who attend an assigned LDS Church building) will even think about cleaning up there (there are three wards that meet in our building; one in particular has a not so great reputation as far as cleaning and discipline go – I’m guessing it was someone from that ward who created the mess that Jenna discovered) Popcorn everywhere, broken ping pong paddles, tape . . . what was an adult thinking? We found a cub scout CD, burp cloth and roll of tape. Are you kidding me? I don’t believe it was a scout leader from our ward. I believe it was a mother absorbed in the infant she must have ha...