Sunday morning I headed to the church 45 minutes before the first block was scheduled to begin. The primary presidency had set up a teacher training wherein each teacher was to be reminded of his or her "lost lambs" - kids who were less active, or who couldn't come to church because of less active parents. Before the teachers were loosed to gather the sheep - printed on cardstock with our students' pictures pasted to them, hanging around the room - the primary president became flustered with her introduction. Quickly she motioned to the bishop to come up as she apologized for not being eloquent enough to say what needed to be said. The bishop stood in front of us and told us to keep an eye on our students, each other's students, our children, each other's children. Someone in the ward had come forward with a child pornography addiction.
