As I have pondered about what I should write, I
have had many experiences come to mind.
So many in fact, that I have had a hard time knowing which one I should share
with you all. Many of my experiences
revolve around the scriptures and the words being a direct answer to the
question or problem I was having in that moment. Other experiences involve other means of communication, all of which I hold very dear and near to my heart. Some minuscule and some monumental, but all
extremely personal and powerful. Thus I ask you to please read them respectfully.
I remember the first time I received a very direct answer
from the words of the scriptures. During
the summer of 2000 I was home from college, in Nebraska, on my bed yearning to
go back to the college world. I missed
my friends and I missed the college life, but I felt that I was needed at
home. As I sat there lost in my thoughts, I recalled a professor of religion telling me that if I sincerely prayed for an answer and opened up my scriptures that the Lord would answer me. So I prayed. I prayed that I would find the direction I
needed. Then I randomly opened up my scriptures and the first thing I read said, tarry
for a little season. My feeling of surprise and shock was quickly replaced by an immediate feeling of the spirit confirming that I was to stay a little longer. So I did. Little did I know then it would be the last
summer I was going to have at home as the very next Spring I was engaged and the following summer married. I believe my Heavenly Father knew that not
only my Mother needed me to be there, but that I needed to be there to savor those last moment's of childhood.
Fast forward several years.
I had a little boy who was almost about 13 months old with extremely
blond hair and bright blue eyes. We had
just moved to a new city, we didn't know a soul and my husband had just started
a very stressful, first, full-time professional accounting job. We went from having him gone for a few hours
at a time in class at school to gone long, very long hours. Needless to say I was lonely. I was dealing with emotions
that were new for me and I was struggling.
I found myself very sad and crying a lot. Finally, after some time passed I remember
kneeling down by my bed and asking Heavenly Father for some comfort, asking him
to help me feel the love that I needed to feel at that time. In the next few seconds as I continued to
kneel I felt an overwhelming feeling of love and then distinctly felt two hands on
the back of my shoulders. I knew someone
was there and I knew it was a woman, but yet as I turned my head I saw no
one. I felt an immense love from her and
somehow I knew I would meet her someday.
About two months later I found out I was pregnant. The very moment the ultrasound technician said, "well, it's a girl!" I knew it was that amazing woman who visited
me.
I call these LTM's, "Little
Tender Moments." They are numerous
and they are always without question messages from a Loving God who is real
and who cares about me and my individual needs. I am eternally grateful for a loving God who is ever watchful and ever mindful.
