I feel like there's too much worrying about rules, written and unwritten, and not enough thinking about how to follow Christ's example of love for everyone. It's a little depressing to hear people worry about what color shirt I wear to church, or if I wear shorts, or what hand I use to take the sacrament, or what are the exact rules for having the missionaries be able to come to my house for dinner.
What happened to the simplicity of the Church that Joseph Smith founded? Sometimes I feel like I wouldn't be shocked to see someone praise the Talmud Bavli (Babylonian Talmud)'s clarity from the stand on Sunday, and how we can learn a lot from the Law of Moses about how to know God's Will for us. Is it lawful to replace straw that fell from one's pillow on the Sabbath? Is it lawful to go trick or treating on Sunday?
I don't think God really cares too much about most things I do. As long as I'm trying to love my fellow man, I feel like I'm pretty good. I don't think he gives a damn whether or not I wear long pants to Church or if I say "thee" and "thou" in my prayers instead of "you."