Possibly the
first memory of the Holy Spirit is when, as an elementary school age child,
sitting under a big white tent on a wooden pew at the east side of the
Hagerman, Idaho lava rock church building during a district reunion prayer and
testimony service and being filled with joy and awe at the spirit present.
As I matured,
my relationship with the Spirit became more personal. During my teen years,
there were a number of experiences at camps and reunions. One Camp Cascade youth
camp morning worship, vividly comes to mind. Again at the Cascade Reunion
grounds where Cecil Gilmore offered my Evangelist Blessing which helped provide
guidance as I made decisions about further education and marriage.
As a young mother of one, pregnant with a
second child, and experiencing problems, I requested administration hoping to
avoid a miscarriage. The Spirit rested with me. Even though the words of that
blessing requested healing and saving the pregnancy, I came out of that administration
knowing that I would not carry the baby to term. Associated with that
understanding was a blessing of peace and reassurance.
When called to
the priesthood as an elder, I accepted and took the Temple School classes in
preparation but kept asking myself, “Is this truly a call from God?” During my
ordination, I had a sensation of heat flowing from my feet to my head and the
hands of the elders. After the service, Lois Twitchell came up to me and shared
that during the ordination, she saw a pink color come over me. Again the Holy
Spirit was providing reassurance.
I’ll conclude
with one final spirit experience. At the Mission Center Conference in Boise,
fall of 2010, evangelist Harriet White walked up to me and indicate that she
felt called to offer me a special blessing because she was made aware that I
would face some special challenges during the next year. My mind immediately
went to various family issues and challenges and accepted trusting her
inspiration was from God. We went into a quiet room and I received the
blessing. The words were of strength, courage and reassurance that God’s Spirit
would be with me as I faced challenges to come.
On Saturday, January
29th of 2011, I had a medical emergency of a double pulmonary
embolism and was put on blood thinners. As part of the treatment, the
cardiologist recommended and got my permission for an exploratory angioplasty
where a small tube is treaded from groin to heart to check for blockage in the
artery and heart. Thankfully the artery was clean. But, in the process a small
nick was left in my artery. I was kept until Thursday and sent home.
By the following Saturday I had extreme abdominal
pain and had my husband take me to emergency around four in the morning. After
checking me over, I was sent home with an antibiotic. By late morning, the pain
had increased to the point that I could not walk on my own, so my husband and
son-in-law took me back to the emergency room. After hours of waiting and some testing,
it was discovered that my lower abdomen had filled up with blood from the leak.
There were no rooms available for hours, but eventually in the evening I was
moved to a progressive care bed and then in the early morning Sunday into the
intensive care unit. It was there that, having nearly bled out and with my body
trying to shut down, I experienced the Spirit with me, reassuring me that It
did not matter if I lived or died, God was with me and I with God, in life or
death.
“In all these things we
are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that
neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things
to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation
will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans 8:37-39 NRSV
Physically it
was and is an extended recovery. I have been forced to re-evaluate much of
life. I find that I am more patient and more accepting of mine and other’s
human weaknesses. I have had to take a new look at my remaining gifts and
talents as regards my service to God and others. I find that I am more trusting
of God, more aware of God’s Love. I am blessed and count my blessings often.
God is Good! Our creator’s gift of the Holy Spirit for our guidance and
reassurance is a wonderful gift of Love.
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