Hey listeners, welcome to not Somali Mormon podcast, another mini-sowed for you.

Today I have an email from a listener that I think you all will enjoy.

I'm just going to jump right in.

Hey ladies, I'm super in love with your podcast.

In every episode, I'll hear an opinion or experience, and I swear to J-Dog right then, one of you will say exactly what I was thinking.

I just love the community that you've started and how you don't back down when haters fill the need to hate, and you defend your truth to them.

Thank you.

You're also defending my truth and the truths of all of us

mo no moes, so I applaud you both. I get a kick out of your Instagram stories and discussions

on the comments every time I log on. I also am touched by the letters you read on the mini episodes

and love to hear about fellow Jack Mormons and how they made it to the other

side and I'm happy to be a Patreon patron and yes thank you for being one we very much appreciate it

I have some very random things to share with y'all number one I went through the temple for the first time in

Oakland California in the year 2000.

I was an old spinstress at age 25 and didn't want to go on a mission and I wasn't getting married.

I recall flashing my recommend at the entrance, finding my way through the lobby of the most sacred building on earth,

and being led directly to a cash

register to rent temple clothing. Then I was directed down the hall and told to take off all my clothes

to do my initiatory. I had to be naked except for a white tablecloth over my body. So here I am, finally at the motherfucking temple,

searching for truth and advancement in the one thing that's been my guiding light in my whole life,

and they immediately ask for my money and for me to take my clothes off. No one mentioned any of this in temple prep class.

In episode four, Sarah says she was closed for her anointing, so that clearly was changed by

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