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As I walked to my office this morning, I had the distinct feeling that I should take up blogging again. Maybe a Monday, Wednesday, Friday kind of thing,
I thought to myself. Now, I have learned from my own experiences that listening to distinct feelings
is a very good thing indeed and that ignoring them brings problems. Here are three quick examples of past distinct feelings
: Shanna and I were at a Sunday devotional on 7 March 1993, she was in a white dress. My first thought on seeing her that evening was that her dress could easily pass for a wedding dress, I'm a man of simple tastes and she was very pretty in that dress. As we sat listening to the speaker, President Thomas S. Monson of the First Presidency of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, I had the distinct feeling that I should ask Shanna to marry me. That was the only time I ever intentionally tried to ignore such a feeling but it simply refused to be silenced. Needless to say, I listened and we were engaged. The second dramatic example found me sitting at a stop light, waiting to make a left turn onto a freeway overpass. The light turned green and, as was usual, there was absolutely no traffic in area that early in the morning. I had the distinct feeling I should just wait and watch for a moment, which I did. At that moment a pickup crested the top of the overpass and raced through the intersection in front of my car. I have no idea why that fellow ran the red light but there is no way he would have missed me if I hadn't waited and watch for just a second or two. The third was also in traffic, I was driving along the freeway and a pickup merged onto the freeway slightly ahead of me. The fellow pulled into the lane next to me. I had the distinct feeling that it would be interesting to look at his tires; so, I slowed slightly so I could see his front and rear tires. I watched in amazement as his front tire blew out and his vehicle swerved into the lane in front of me. He regained control of the truck and pulled off to the side of the road. I now wish I had pulled over to make sure he was OK but I was too stunned by what had happened.
Distinct feelings, impressions, intuition, have you ever experienced these things? Have you ever, out of the blue, felt the need to do something or not and later learned or realized that following that gut feeling was exactly the right thing to do? If you have, and I am confident that most people have experienced this at one time or another, then let me assure you that you have heard the voice of God whether you realized it or not. I also guarantee that the more you listen to those feelings, more you will hear them and the happier you will be.
So, as I was saying, I had such a feeling this morning about returning to my blogs and what did I find sitting in my in box when I brought it up but an email from my wife:
My feedback on entry Same Old Song - 463
Are you ever going to start blogging again?? Like you have time for that. Heh. Anyway, I've Tagged you if you want to play go check out my blog.
http://thesegolilypad.blogspot.com/
Love ya!
This was definitely not the topic about which I intended to write but I guess I'll play
along, to a degree. I'll answer the questions but I'll not tag any other bloggers, just like those chain mail messages that some of you send me, the buck stops here.
Love that Pucker Power!)
I just wanted to take a moment to say, See you later!
as I wish President Gordon B. Hinckley, Prophet of God, bon voyage on his next great adventure. The warm hearted man passed away last night at 19:00 GMT-6. I can only imagine the joyful reception this kind man received as was reunited with his dear wife and those others who were waiting for him to join them. I could write quite a bit about my feelings for this good man but I have a feeling that he would want me to take care of the work at hand rather than spend too much time talking about him. Events in my life no longer allow me to merely believe that Gordon B. Hinckley was a prophet of God, I have an incontrovertible knowledge of that fact for God has told me that President Hinkcley is His Prophet and by that same knowledge I know that the office of the Prophet of the Lord will pass to another just as Elijah's mantle passed to Elisha.
Do not take my word for it, I am only a man. Ask God yourself, watch for those distinct feelings
and you too will begin to know the truth of it. Keeping watching for and following those distinct feelings,
those glimmers of heavenly revelation and you too will know, with unquestionable certainty, the truth of the matter.
Apparently, I am being vilified for not noticing my wife has changed her hair color. This reminds me of each time I have shaved my beard. Our oldest daughter has noticed but there was the time that not a one of them noticed for a day and a half. Unlike those situations, however, my not noticing is an intentional thing. Unless she asks me to do so, I simply don't look at my wife's hair. I do not like change and my wife's hair color and style change almost as frequently as the weather in Utah. Instead I look at my wife's eyes and nose and anyone who has seen my wife's eyes and nose, I mean really seen them, knows why.
