D is for Direction

I have two stories to recount today, both are not first hand, from my own experiences, but are from people I know and trust. The first is an experience I heard in a church meeting while we were serving our mission in the UK a couple years ago. The second was told to me by my cousin, to whom the experience occurred.

Both are examples of how we can receive direction from the Spirit of the Lord, or of his messengers, to aid us in our lives.

  1. “Go in there!”Br. Webster, the visiting High Counselor, gave a talk about how he joined the church. He was 12 years old and his sister was 14. They were looking for a church and had attended several. They passed by an LDS church, on their way to the Baptist church. The church wasn’t a typical LDS chapel,  it looked creepy and dark…but they heard the Spirit say, “Go in there.”  They did and met missionaries. This was back in 1959. They both soon joined the church.Years later he was a policeman on a beat. He had been doing his family history but had not had much progress. He felt like the way was blocked. As he was walking his beat, he passed a Methodist Church that was being demolished. He heard the Spirit whisper again, “Go in there.” All that was left of the building was steps leading to the basement. He went down them and found in a corner of the basement several volumes of records. He took them home (or they would have soon been destroyed) and found in them the records of the ancestors he had been seeking. Later that day the whole building was gone.
  2. “Wake up!”  Background on my cousin’s, Debbie’s story: all 4 of her siblings were killed when she was 16 years old and away from home working one summer. She had been especially close to her younger-by-one-year sister, Brenda. At the point in her life when this experience took place, it was about six years since her sister had died, and Debbie was in a rocky marriage and very distraught. She drove off late one night in tears and got on the highway. The more she drove, the more exhausted she became and fell asleep at the wheel. She awoke to a loud voice, the voice of her sister, Brenda, saying, “Debbie! Wake up and steer right!! You’re about to go off the road!!” She immediately was alert and able to steer clear of the danger. She knows beyond any doubt that her sister saved her life that night.

I know that angels exist, and that they frequently are the spirits of our departed loved ones, assigned to watch over and protect us. I know that there is a life after this one, where we will be reunited with our loved ones, family and friends. As it states in the Doctrine & Covenants section 130:2 “And that same sociality which exists among us here will exist among us there, only it will be coupled with eternal glory, which glory we do not now enjoy.”

[For more on how to recognize and act on spiritual promptings, you might like this talk by Jane H. Lassetter who was an assistant professor in the BYU College of Nursing when this talk was given.]

Debbie and her angel sister, Brenda

About Gail

Genealogist, librarian, writer, traveler, Mormon
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6 Responses to D is for Direction

  1. Yamini Ali MacLean says:

    Hari OM
    Having had direct experience on several occasions The Voice and Presence, I much enjoyed your sharing of these examples! YAM xx
    (this post may interest you… https://inimaynaelcammeno.blogspot.co.uk/2014/09/menory-lane-inner-song.html)

    • Gail says:

      Just read your 2014 post—wonderful!

      • Yamini Ali MacLean says:

        Hari Om
        Thank you for visiting that link, Gail… and you had responded here, not there! (Don’t worry, am getting a bit goggleyed with all the extra blogging already as well and have doubled up here and there…) You asked…( I looked for an email connection, but it will have to go here – feel free to remove it if you wish.)

        I was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis at age 18 (had lived with pain till that point since I was ten… “growing pains” on one who never got above 4’11”! A new young doctor finally decided I wasn’t imagining things. The conventional medicine approach was to stuff me full of steroids and offer gold injections… long story short, it soon became apparent this body could not tolerate such an onslaught of poisons. I was forced to seek other ways. At that time it was the herbal choice; Devils Claw and Celery**. That plus simple aspirin helped, but I also learned to work through pain. I also came to understand that certain foods stirred things up. After the Iona event, it was not until I emigrated to Australia that there was a severe relapse, but I had also developed Chronic Fatigue Syndrome ^^ prior to that and had been set on the road towards Homoeopathic medicine. I was already on my medical studies when the pain hit hard and it was Homy. which got me walking again To name the remedy which was mine would not serve here, because it would not necessarily be the medicine for another; there are some general symptoms, but then there are the individualising symptoms also. … it’s all integrated with what brought me to the spiritual point of today… YAM xx
        **http://nutrilife-sa.com/index.php?page=shop.product_details&flypage=flypage.tpl&product_id=300&category_id=31&option=com_virtuemart&Itemid=28&vmcchk=1&Itemid=28
        ^^https://inimaynaelcammeno.blogspot.co.uk/search?q=Chronic+Fatigue+Syndrome

      • Gail says:

        Wow. What a rough journey you’ve had! Hope you are getting some relief. My is osteoporosis as I am 62 now. I too learned to stay away from inflammatory foods: sugar and eggs mostly.

  2. Richard says:

    Makes you want to follow promptings!

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