Dear Elders & Sisters,

I seem to be getting better at handling rejection.  I'm even getting better at not perceiving something as rejection.  I didn't even have my usual delayed reaction.  Slept really well.  Woke up with the impression I needed to refer to a talk from last Apr Conference in Temple Prep class today but only had a vague idea about which one it was.  Looked through all my notes.  Looked through the index.  Felt a little overwhelmed because there was so much that bore repeating—I didn’t know how to find what I was supposed to highlight.  Went to set up class.  Felt prompted to take the Sacrament at YSA Ward even though I had planned to go over the lesson during that time & then go to our own ward for the Sacrament.  Wound up staying for the entire YSA fast & testimony meeting which was all about enduring the end.  When I got back to the classroom, I found the talk!  (Elder Pearson, p 114, a parable on enduring to the end).  Later I found out why I needed to take the sacrament at YSA Ward.  A young woman needed my help right during our ward’s sacrament meeting.  I prayed earlier that my fasting and my performance would be consecrated to my own salvation and the salvation of those around me.  I literally felt His guidance in what I said.  I even clarified something that started out sounding judgmental and ended up reassuring everyone that I too was a Prodigal and needed to constantly work on keeping my own "soil" conducive to growth.  To feel no regret for anything I said today was truly a miracle!