“Be careful.” Quietly the Spirit spoke. Returning from the farm, having fetched my weekly supply of raw milk, I was alone. I looked at my speedometer- 80 Kilometers an hour. Not speeding for once. Yay. If you know this area, I had just turned off of Spring Creek Road and was travelling on the section of Mountain that is completely devoid of lampposts. Unless there is a full moon, the area is pitch black countryside.

Some weeks before, I had received the gift of the Holy Ghost, and still had very little idea or experience with what His companionship would mean for my life. I wasn’t sure of myself. Satan’s minions were taking advantage, constantly at me, jabbing and invading my space, blocking the effects of sweet peace and happiness much of the time.

Discerning the Holy Ghost’s presence in one’s life is simply not learned within a day and had you asked, I would have had to admit my insecurities. I was unsure what to expect. Some days, I did wonder if He was with me every second. I didn’t always feel His presence, that marvelous peace that cannot be fully or adequately described to one who has never known it.

“Today if ye will hear His voice, harden not your hearts.” Hebrews 4:7
“Every one that is of the truth heareth my voice.” John 18:37
“My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me”John 10:27
       “But this thing commanded I them, saying, Obey my voice,…walk ye in all the ways that I have commanded you, that it may be well unto you.” Jeremiah 7:23
“…it may be well with us, when we obey the voice of the Lord our God.” Jeremiah 42:6

A second time, firmly and still quietly, the Spirit said, “Be careful.” I obeyed. Immediately I braked –and just in time to realize there was an unusual situation ahead. Crosswise on my side of the road was a trailer-no lights. It was hitched to a truck-no lights- pulled over to the side of the road. Between that truck and another ahead of it–again, no lights- two men carried something huge, the size of and shaped like a living room picture window. Had I rammed into the trailer, or swerved I might have hit the men. If I had swerved into the other lane to avoid hitting the trailer, two oncoming vehicles would have become involved in a colossal mess. Because I was blessed with a warning, I had time to slow down and maneuver around the trailer when the opposite lane was clear.

Two words, audibly expressed, warned me. Two words spoken in love protected at least four other people from disaster. That day I gained confidence in the power of the Holy Ghost to warn me of danger. I gained confidence in my ability to hear and recognize His voice. I learned more about the Spirit’s role in my life. His omniscience. The sound of His voice. His gentleness. His faithfulness. His companionship.

I am eternally grateful for the confidence and assurance available to me through the power of the atonement of our Lord Jesus Christ. I love knowing how very mindful Heavenly Father is of each one of His children. Alone. On a dark road. In the middle of nowhere.


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