by Sally Matheny   Embarrassing ineffectiveness The day I sashayed into the church with the back corner of my dress firmly tucked inside my pantyhose ranks in the top five of my most embarrassing moments.   Before the morning worship service, I corralled my two toddlers and I into the restroom. Anyone with toddlers knows this is no easy feat. After chasing the youngest down the sanctuary aisle, we finally settled into a pew. Immediately, a sweet teenage girl quietly slipped in the pew behind me informing me of my predicament. If I could crawl under the pew and slither out, I would have. My four-year-old daughter’s squeaky voice pelted,…