Just checking in, mate. Couldn't resist with Amalie talking about sex—especially lesbian sex.

When I was 21, I served a proselyting mission for 18 months in England. My companion for 4 months was the young woman who became my best friend. After our missions, we both attended Brigham Young University in Provo where we drew even closer as friends. My friend is quite beautiful and well spoken. One of the young men, who also served a mission in England, returned to Provo 6 months later. He tried to win her heart but she rejected his advances. He went to his bishop, a local Church leader, and said that she had teased him, led him on and then rejected him. My friend's bishop talked to her and probably handled it poorly, relaying the young man's accusation. She denied it, of course. I believed her then and still do. It is not in her nature to deceive anyone for any reason.

My friend told me in confidence that she could find nothing wrong with the young man. In fact, she genuinely liked and respected him but she felt no attraction. Later, she graduated with an accounting degree and became successful as a CPA in Los Angeles. One day, after my marriage and the birth of my oldest son, my friend called and said that she had found someone and wanted to bring her new friend by to meet me, her best friend. Without a second thought, I invited her and her friend to dinner and to stay in our guest rooms for the night, which she accepted.

Imagine my shock when her friend turned out to be a tall, gorgeous Mexican woman. I am embarrassed to say that I did not hide my shock well at all. My husband however, handled it perfectly. He invited these two beautiful women into our living room and placed our son in their arms to hold. He chatted with them for what must have been 10mins while I tried to recover my composure.

Finally, I tried to talk, stumbling over my words and stuttering in the process. She walked over, sat beside me with my son in her arms, and told me that she understood my surprise completely. Without warning, I broke down and cried as she put an arm over my shoulders and told me she still considered me her friend. In the ensuing years, we have remained close and she still lives with the same woman. I still love her as a friend, Alan, and I don't care if she is a lesbian. She is still one of the most wonderful people on earth.

I have publicly disagreed with the LDS Church's stance on homosexuality: specifically, homosexuality is not necessarily a choice. I have also publicly criticized a General Authority: specifically, I have said a man should stay as close as possible to family members and friends despite their lifestyle choices.

Let's be clear. I'm not saying we should condone criminal behaviors. I'm saying we should stay close to family and friends despite their legal, albeit bizarre-seeming, lifestyle choices. We should stay close even if they join a cult, get tattoos or body piercings, engage in pre-marital sex, take up smoking cigarettes, frequent nude beaches, ride a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, shave one's head, attend rock concerts, have an abortion, wear gothic clothing, live in a commune, subscribe to pornography, date persons of different racial background or socialize with same-sex partners.

First, the quotation from the Book of John, Chapter 8: "Jesus went unto the mount of Olives. And early in the morning he came again into the temple, and all the people came unto him; and he sat down, and taught them. And the scribes and Pharisees brought unto him a woman taken in adultery; and when they had set her in the midst, They say unto him, Master, this woman was taken in adultery, in the very act. Now Moses in the law commanded us, that such should be stoned: but what sayest thou? This they said, tempting him, that they might have to accuse him. But Jesus stooped down, and with his finger wrote on the ground, as though he heard them not. So when they continued asking him, he lifted up himself, and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her. And again he stooped down, and wrote on the ground. And they which heard it, being convicted by their own conscience, went out one by one, beginning at the eldest, even unto the last: and Jesus was left alone, and the woman standing in the midst. When Jesus had lifted up himself, and saw none but the woman, he said unto her, Woman, where are those thine accusers? hath no man condemned thee? She said, No man, Lord. And Jesus said unto her, Neither do I condemn thee: go, and sin no more."

You church members who shun members because they won't condemn those you think live in sin consider this: if they are doing as the Lord did, what are you doing?

When Soji tells her about it, she barely reacts, almost as if she expected it and that it's no big deal. In fact, she goes out in the garage and does yoga. I do yoga every day. Despite emotional turmoil in one's life or frantic activity one must do later, one seeks perfection of position and then holds that position—calmly and peacefully—for several seconds. That requires either discipline or enormous self-assurance.

We don't know—something massive.