Tuesday, March 17, 2009

A time for spiritual experiences...

I have been praying for missionary opportunities, and they are coming to me... I thought I would share one of them with you. Last week or so I found out about the "mormon messages" from the LDS website. I saw one called "memories from my childhood" by Pres. Hinckley, and watched it. I wanted to share it with someone, so I went to my list of email addresses and saw that the only one on there who was not already a member of our church was Lori Redfern. I email her once in a while because we were pretty close when I worked at Sonic. So I sent her a message with a link to that mormon message. I was hoping it would not offend her. I never heard back from her.
I prayed last night that I would have a missionary experience today if there was anyone I could reach out to. This morning I was taking my shower when a thought came into my mind about Uncle Dennis. I remembered his face. I thought of how kind and loving his countenance was. I had a thought that I should email Lori and tell her I remembered her Dad kindly this morning, but I didn't do it.
I was out doing yard work, when out of the blue, the thought came again that I should email Lori. I didn't do it.
Then I was in the kitchen fixing lunch for the kids when again (out of the blue sky) my thoughts returned to Uncle Dennis and that email. I decided that I wasn't going to delay anymore because this was definately the spirit, or Uncle Dennis, prompting me. So I wrote Lori:

Hey Lori,
I just wanted to say Hello. This morning I was doing my chores around the house, and I started to remember your Dad and how nice he had been to me when I was little. I always remember him having such a kind look in his eyes. He had a very kind and loving countenance. I remembered how he would pick me up and give me a hug and then tickle and tease me in true Fuller fashion. He, Uncle Jerry and Uncle Darrel were always so nice like that. You are blessed to have had such a loving father.
Love you
Julie

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