Sacred Light

This is a picture of my family on June 4th, 2011 just after my oldest child's wedding in the Logan, UT Temple.  I did not go inside to witness his wedding. It was a painful choice I had to make; six months earlier, I had gone through a 'faith crisis', a 'dark night of the soul' experience, and learned horrifying things about the religion I had loved, raised my children to believe wholeheartedly, and lived with every fiber of my being for 42 years. Those shocking things rocked me to my core, shook my world's foundation, and shattered everything I thought I knew for sure.         Because Alex was getting married in the temple, t hat forced me to ‘come out’ as a non-believer to my friends and my family sooner than I would have liked. I had a current temple recommend. I could attend their wedding. IF , I could pretend I still believed and had a testimony of their myths and fables. My problem was I had to choose between being true to myself, living with int