I wanted to share a spiritual experience with you today. If you are a parent you'll appreciate this one.
A few weeks ago I was putting Boen to bed. Brody had gone outside to back the trailer, full of stuff into the driveway. Bingham was downstairs watching tv, or so I thought...
After putting Boen to bed I had to go to the bathroom really bad. (I have to share this sorry) As I was starting to pull my pants down, and almost wetting my pants, I had a feeling (which to me is the Holy Ghost) to run outside. I didn't pause for one second. I ran down the stairs and pulled up my pants as I do so. I opened the front door to find Bingham standing about two feet behind the trailer as Brody was backing up. I screamed to the top of my lungs and Brody stopped just in the nic of time. I ran a grabbed Bingham. It was a miracle Bingham didn't get hit. He had just wanted to help, like always. And that need to go to the bathroom was completely gone, BTW.
I just wanted to say how thankful I am to have the gift of the Holy Ghost. I know that the LDS church is true. I believe that if I hadn't listened to his prompting at that moment or thought, hey, it can wait at least until I finish going to the bathroom, Bingham would have been badly injured or worse.
Life gets busy, and sometimes I forget to stop and listen. I forget the small things, which are really the most important things. I hope we can all remember, even if you think you're being silly, to listen to the still small voice!
And a quick QT from Bingham:
Me: Oh! Bing you have an eyelash. (grabbing it from his cheek)
Bing: Let me see.
Me: Make a wish and blow it. (holding it out in front of his face)
Bing: (looking at it seriously, thinking)
Me: What is your wish?
Bing: I will wish for Jesus. (then blew it)
Me: (my heart melted, thinking, I wish for Jesus too!)