Since Sunday this thought has been strong on my mind. It ISN"T always easy to follow the promptings of the Spirit. I shared an experience because the Spirit told me I should of when I was prompted to take something to a gal I only knew from others. We had never met or talked face to face. We only knew each other from friends and face book. I had noticed from a post of hers that she was sad and upset. I felt bad but it wasn't really my place to help....or so I thought. I was busy doing things and the Spirit whispered that I should take her something...anything...but go to her. I absolutely did not want to. I had some good reasons too. She doesn't even know me, I will feel weird, I don't even know what she likes. The Spirit didn't give up. It reminded me of the time my nephew called me to tell me that I was appreciated and loved. My nephew had never called me before or since and I knew his message that day was from God. I'm sure there were plenty of people close to me that had been telling me those same things but when Bryce called I recognized that he was following the Spirit and was speaking for God. So, maybe God was using me this time so that this gal would know that her prayers were being heard and that God was answering them. I decided I would but was still feeling really uncomfortable. I still wasn't sure what to take her or really do. I started looking around at what I had at home. I had some treats and a little sign that said something about faith. Now I think there was a specific reason I even bought that sign....God knew I was going to need it. I sat down and wrote her a little note. I shared with her my little experience with Bryce and told her even though I didn't know what she was going through God did! I drove to her work breathing hard and nervous as ever. I found her and handed her the gift and quickly walked away. Thank goodness she was busy....maybe that was an answer to my prayers. I really did feel pretty dumb as I got in my car and returned home. I knew I had followed a prompting and that I was being used as God's instrument but that really wasn't a huge comfort at the time. The comfort and peace came when this gal thanked me and was appreciative for my actions. Months later she sent me another little reminder saying that the sign I had given her was hanging in her bathroom and that she looked at it every day. Whew....I am really glad I wasn't completely stubborn that day.
I had another awkward experience giving a friend a Book of Mormon. Again the Spirit told me that I should. I was totally against it. My friend wasn't even close to being religious and I knew the Book of Mormon wouldn't be opened, let alone read. The feeling that I should didn't leave and so after months of putting it off I bought a Book of Mormon and had the name printed on the cover and wrapped it and left it on the porch with a little note inside. I was chicken and figured I was getting it to them even if I was just leaving it on the porch. My friend told me that it meant so much and that when the book was opened it was brought to their chest and hugged. I was also told later that my friend didn't plan on reading any of it but it was nice to have. hahaha....sometimes I wonder if I should send a scripture for them to turn to and read. At least that way it might get opened and glanced at. That thought isn't as strong though and so until it is I probably wont.
So, sometimes I believe we think that following the promptings of the Spirit should be easy and make us feel all warm and fuzzy inside and I'm just here to say that is not so! God takes us out of our comfort zone to strengthen and challenge us. I remember another time when Jaydan was a newborn and we were prompted to ask a neighbor if the missionaries could come teach them. Again I did not want to. This cute little family were religious and so good already and I didn't want them to think I thought any different. I couldn't deny the answers to my prayers though. There was a "catch" to the answer of my prayer. Jaydan had some kind of bubble in his throat that needed to be surgically removed so he could eat and breathe better. We were praying that he wouldn't need surgery and asked Heavenly Father if there was anything we could do so it wouldn't have to happen. I remember sitting in the Temple and reading from the scriptures and every scripture seemed to speak about missionary work. I noticed this and so I closed the scriptures and let them plop open and then I would read again.....the same thing continued to happen. I did it several times because it was fascinating me. I knew who we needed to talk to but both Larry and I were feeling chicken. We waited until the night before we needed to take Jaydan to the doctor to make our visit. The family was cute and nicely declined our invitation. They even seemed to still like us and I didn't feel like our friendship was altered. They didn't even accept and God knew they wouldn't but He was testing Larry and I. The next day at the doctor we were told of the miracle that had happened. The bubble that had been blocking most of Jaydan's throat was barely even visible and he didn't need the surgery.
There are many times I know that I have not followed the Spirit. Usually it's because I am not comfortable doing what I am asked. I worry too much about me feeling dumb. A turning point for me recognizing and following the Spirit happened many years ago. It was winter and it was cold. I was driving home and noticed a car off to the side of the road and just past the car and young gal was walking. I offered to take her home and she was happy to let me....then the Spirit said....go put gas in that car. The gal wouldn't have seen me because she was home but I thought no way she will know who it was. Like knowing who is was was some kind of bad thing. Actually the gal didn't even know me and I didn't know her but I didn't put gas in the car and felt terrible ever since. I think this experience was good for me because I never wanted to feel that way again after feeling prompted to do something and recognizing the prompting.
Just a Few Thoughts.....I hope that by sharing my thoughts and experiences that I am able to help others in some small way.
Larry and I went to the Temple like we usually do on Tuesday afternoons. I love the Temple and Larry. I had prepared dinner this afternoon and Kimi had it hot and ready when we got home. We didn't go out to eat because the missionaries were coming to visit us. I also love missionaries.













