Argue naked. Seriously.

It’s my belief that counsel given during sealings is not actually intended for those whom the ordinance is for, but rather the loved ones in attendance. I think it can be argued that most people don’t typically remember what was said to them because of all the other intense emotions and feelings going on at the time.
I don’t remember what was said at my sealing.
I don’t remember what was said at my parents’ sealing
I don’t remember what was said at either of my kids’ sealings.

It wasn’t said during the sealing, but during the lunch immediately after for all those in attendance at the sealing.

LIZ, she probably knows what her dad said. he probably says it at every wedding.

My husband’s elderly aunt cornered him in the temple and tried to persuade him to vote for Bo Gritz. He just wanted to get his temple clothes so he could marry me.
Our sealer ridiculed our kiss. He said it was too short. I was confused. Did he expect us to makeout or something?
We were young. You just have to shrug it off. Old people are weird.

:) well, really old people are weird; I’m like Ron, I don’t remember any of those words said. I do recall that at the last temple wedding I attended, the officiator made them repeat everything of the sealing because he was worried he said it wrong. He’s a nice guy and a friend of Bill’s, but I said “hon, he’s losing it.” Then about a month later, we ran into him at the store and he said he still thought he forgot something. I thought, “no, you’ve lost some brain cells.”

I felt irritated and sorry for the young couple because he didn’t give any words of advice or encouragement, he just repeated the whole temple ceremony. Bill defended him, but I said, “hon, the man is in the throes of early dementia.”

How could someone not notice? How can I not be charitable about it? But it was important to those kids.

The other thing I remember is that Bill’s ex-wife’s dad sobbed at our wedding. He was a sealer and an invited guest. I felt so sorry for him.

The “argue naked”? Not bad advice.

Bill and I always fought over the bills; every month it was the same thing, we sit down, I tell him what I spent and paid and he would get mad at me. Once I put on a red negligee and came in with the bills and we talked about the bills and didn’t fight. I should have done that more often.

Now he pays the bills. And we don’t fight because I don’t get mad if he makes a mistake in the checkbook.

Either way, I guess.

I was at a Mormon wedding last week that didn’t take place in the temple. The bishop talked about family home evening, patted the groom on the shoulder, and said “That’s your responsibility.” Then he talked at length about how the man should avoid having any mistresses, and said that a mistress was anything that took his mind off his wife. He specifically identified the groom’s job and told him that was a mistress. Then he proceeded to marry them–without saying a single word to the bride.

We (the bride’s family) think it was his first time performing a wedding, so we decided to cut him some slack… But we definitely laughed about it afterward.

I remember most that the sealer turned out the elevator lights when the three of us where the only ones in there and advised us to get in one last kiss as singles. We complied. I only vaguely remember what the sealer said in the sealing room–something about loving each other and keeping covenants. Nothing offensive.

In contrast, I attended another wedding that was very memorable–because the sealer encouraged the husband to try not to get too involved with the kids because that was women’s work and he would just be in the way. No, he wasn’t joking.