It's the first time I'd ever seen the Bishop stop a meeting to clarify and correct doctrine. It was a few minutes after another first: me skipping out on a meeting to report to him what had happened.
Misguided, well-meaning, confused, there are all sorts of 'polite' words one can use in this situation. I adore my Bishop's plainspoken style--Brother B was just WRONG. But I am getting ahead of myself by about 20 minutes, so let's rewind.
Elders quorum counselor Brother B had asked for time in Relief Society to talk about home teaching. He passed out little slips of paper so each sister could have information about her home teachers. Encourage them to visit you, he said. you could even make treats for them to lure them there. A few quiet chuckles from his suggestion that we could even make treats to lure them there. It went downhill from there. Over a cliff. Into the ocean.
Brother B opened his scriptures and read verses from the Doctrine & Covenants talking about Priesthood duty, the Oath & Covenant of the Priesthood and declared before us all that if our husbands were not doing their home teaching, the priesthood was no longer in our family. Let me repeat that, because I know I couldn't believe it the first time either. If a man was not doing his home teaching, he was violating the Oath & Covenant of the Priesthood and therefore his priesthood (and any function related thereto) was gone.
A father blessing his baby? Those promises are null and void until he does his home teaching. Healing of the sick? Any ordinance performed by a sub par home teacher? Efficacy on hold until his performance changes. He bore fervent witness of this fundamental priesthood truth.
He emphasized the point several times that we would no longer have a priesthood presence in our homes if our husbands failed in this regard. He pleaded with us to encourage our husbands to do their duty, reminiscent of the way young women are sometimes called upon to see that the young men serve missions, and left. The Relief Society teacher started to teach her lesson. I felt sick. I left.
I learned later that most of the women felt the same way but didn't really know what to do about it, if anything. What if he was right? What if the reason Sister V is still bedridden is because Brother V only met with 2 of his 3 families last month? What if Brother F's son really isn't officially baptized in the eyes of God because his dad's a slacker? Could any tragedy, any delayed blessing, any disunity really be the result of poor home teaching?
"No, no, no, and no."
I hope something like this doesn't happen again anytime soon. I take comfort in knowing I have a Bishop ready & willing to scoop out bad fruit before it contaminates anything else in the Gospel barrel. He takes comfort in knowing that we'll come to him when something stinks.