6-7-10 "Where There is Darkness, Light"

There is a great song on the BYU Men's chorus CD you sent me a while back, Mom, with the subject line in it. We were listening to it this morning on the way to e-mail, and as I sat pondering what to title it, I thought it would be perfect. Because I am happy to report that I have felt the weight of your prayers in my behalf, already received the amazing letter from Dad, and I believe with optimism that I am finally over the hump of despair I have been in for a few weeks. We got to attend the temple this week, and I have never felt more peaceful in the celestial room. Maybe the darkening opposition around me in the world was just the opposition I needed to feel so at peace in there. I still struggled a little bit after that, but Dad's letter arrived just in time. I have been studying about the Atonement in Jesus the Christ, which also enlightened my mind quite a bit and helped me find a more eternal perspective. Through it all, I joy that I never questioned my testimony of the truth, but only my own ability to live in accordance with that truth. The Spirit has spoken peace to my mind and heart that I can, in fact, do the hard things that are asked of me because the Savior's power is always there to help. So, where there was darkness: LIGHT. (Also, we both had a good laugh about the "friendly reminder to visit the temple." It's hanging on the wall.)

The French Open: All congratulations to Nadal. Obviously, I was holding out for Federer, but if he doesn't win, than I would be cheering for Nadal any day. I hope their rivalry can heat up again, just in time for Wimbledon, but of course, I also hope that Andy Murray at some point wins Wimbledon, since he is a Brit. Speaking of Brit, the newsstands are all ablaze with news of Prince William's impending nuptials. When is the big day? Hopefully, I will be able to witness it with my own eyes. I always planned to have a big Royal Wedding Party when one of the princes finally tied the knot. It will certainly be a big to do. Secretariat: Hooray! Now, excuse my asking, but Secretariat is the last horse to win the triple crown right? Or at least one of the most legendary? He's from the 70s, right? I'm really not sure of any of this, but I think I tried to read a book about his groom last year before I left on my mission, but I got too busy doing other things. I am ecstatic. Seriously, the only movies I'll ever need to watch for the rest of my life are sports movies. I can't get enough of them. They should have their own category at the Oscars. I love them that much. Not that the Oscars actually mean very much.

Many words of love: Truly, I can't thank you enough for the words of love you send my way. I know they were inspired and I know you always support me. It is because of my family that I know I have the strength to endure this. You all (read: y'all) truly are my inspiration. I'm sorry I made you cry last week. I knew that would happen, but I also knew that if I was going through a hard time, you would want to know and you would know how to help me. Which is true. Much love. More than I can express, I send my love to you.

Constant rain: Is it really raining a bunch there? Everyone keeps mentioning it. I'd say enjoy it. It'll keep it cool, and it won't be like here. When it rains here, the minute it stops, the air is three times as muggy and humid. Gross.

Eli the missionary: I cracked up and got very excited when I read the story about Eli teahing an invisible investigator. Way to go, buddy! You will be--and already are--a great missionary. You make me proud every day. Keep doing your thing. I miss you and love you the moster, but remember, I'll be right here. I have a joke for you. Why was E.T. afraid of checking the mailbox? Because he had such a big phone bill! I don't think that's the exact right way to tell it, but I can't remember it, and I wanted to share it with you anyway.
Dog and leash scar: I'm including some pictures of me at the animal shelter with my favorite dog, China the Chihuahua. I don't know why I like this dog, except that she's totally quiet and will just sit in your lap. The only thing wrong with her is that she hates men and barks at any that come near her. Also, I got a little leash burn a few weeks ago on my ring finger. One of the dogs tried to get away, and as I tried to pull it in on the leash, it dragged across my finger. I hope it grosses you out just a little bit, but know that it's healing very well.Also, there's a picture of Sister Mullins and I at the temple this week. Enjoy. Mostly, I just want you all to know that I'm happy and healthy and doing well. I love you and I will keep my chin up. Much love and shining,



Sister Whitney Sorensen