Listening to Promptings

This post IS NOT about me, seeing as how I am the worst at listening to the Spirit.

Last night, my husband decided to clean the house.  Have I mentioned in the last 8 seconds how much I love my husband?  No?  Well, I LOVE my husband.

After he cleaned it, we had a knock on the door.  It was the Relief Society President. And one always wants a clean house when the Relief Society President stops by. She was simply "dropping off your new visiting teaching assignment".  "Sorry I can't get up," I said weakly, "I'm crippled."

Well, she spent the next half an hour making me feel a million times better.  Of course she did, she's amazing.  She left.  20 minutes later, my very own personal visiting teacher came over.  Can I just tell you, this woman listens to the Spirit like no one else I've ever met.

"Just came over.  Had a feeling I needed to see you."  Please keep in mind, readers, it was nigh on 9 o'clock at night.  My VT has enough on her plate of life, having a mother who was near death, and who she now needs to be with to take care of.  But she was here, in my living room, with a sweet little gift, just because she had a "feeling" she needed to see me.  Amazing. 

She comforted me, visited with me, left our home with a small peice of her sweet, amazing, powerful spirit.  What a wonderful night.  What wonderful people.  What a wonderful Gospel.  The Lord felt my need last night, and sent His valiant servants.  It wouldn't have worked if they hadn't  listened.  But they did.

D&C 46:7 ...and that which the Spirit testifies unto you even so I would that ye should do in all holiness of heart...

Kelly Out