While we waited in the doctor’s office (back then they did drug tests in doctors’ offices), I noticed a man sitting by himself. You could tell by looking at him that he was VERY sick. He sniffed, coughed, and generally looked miserable. God spoke to me very plainly, he said, “Pray for him”. Now that was not something I was comfortable doing. First of all, there were the men who worked for me, they would witness it all. And second, I’d have to take off my helmet. Have you ever had a bad case of helmet hair? If so, then you know what I’m talking about. I had a lot of reasons not to pray for that guy.

But God wouldn’t leave me alone. It got so bad I walked out of the doctor’s office and went to my truck. I put my hand on the door handle and then heard the Holy Spirit say very sternly, “I said pray for him!” Somehow I knew I’d better obey, so I turned around, went inside, took my hardhat off, knelt down, and with helmet hair exposed asked, “Sir, may I pray for you?”

What happened next took me by surprise. The guy lit up. He said, “I’ve been asking God over and over to send someone to pray for me. Yes, please pray for me!” So, we bent our heads and right there in the doctor’s office, I prayed for him.

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That was the first time God spoke to me like that, but it hasn’t been the last. Sometimes I’m busy or it isn’t convenient, and maybe sometimes I miss God and don’t obey, but the times I have followed the direction of that inner voice have been very rewarding. I’d like to get a 100% follow through rate.

I had gotten to the point of giving up when I heard that small, still voice inside that I always know is God, my spiritual guide, say: You’ve asked everyone but me. And I realized He was right, I had never stopped to express my desire to Him. So I asked.

And it wasn’t a week until I had my peas. They were picked, shelled, bagged, and ready to freeze. What an answer! By chance, I visited a childhood friend. Her parents also happened to be visiting. When they heard my desire for peas, they took care of me. I enjoyed those peas all winter.

Remember, it’s the little things.

Now, I don’t know what would have happened had I left that flame burning underneath that skillet all day, but I do know this: I’m glad I never found out!

First, someone came into my office at work and wanted to talk. This was the kind of person that everyone avoids because they are sometimes obnoxious and hard to get rid of. The first thing he said was: I feel like no one ever wants to listen to me. So immediately, I decided I would listen, and I did. He went on and on, I asked questions and listened. Finally I could see this conversation wasn’t going to end by itself. The problem was, no one was around. It was lunch and everyone was gone. I began praying, “Please help me end this conversation”. In no less than one minute, the phone rang. It was probably the last person on earth I would have expected. When the phone rang, he left. A coincidence? I don’t think so.

The next thing happened on my way home from work. I wanted a skin for my iPod so I thought I would go to Walmart for it. But on the inside a quiet voice, no, not even a voice, kind of a knowing, said, “Go to Radio Shack”. I reasoned to myself that I knew Walmart had them but I wasn’t sure Radio Shack did and I’d just have to go to Walmart anyhow. But since I’d been praying and asking God to guide me, I decided to follow that inner gut instinct. When I got to Walmart I almost turned in there but told myself no, I would go to Radio Shack.

Guess who was sitting in the parking lot waiting to enter the highway? My husband! He said he’d been trying for 5 minutes to get on the highway. I said it was because he was supposed to wait on me.

Now both of these events are insignificant to anyone but me. But isn’t that how God leads us? In the little things? And if we listen in the little things it’s easier to hear him in the big things? Or do we just never get to some of the big things? And maybe we get to more of the good things and less of the bad things?

I went to bed one evening in 1995. I was very tired, fell fast asleep and the following occurred:

A place opened up above me with a brilliant, white, misty Light streaming from it. The Light was extremely bright, but it didn’t hurt my eyes. I was moving toward the opening quickly and suddenly, I was in the Light…

Before me, a row of tall, lush sunflowers created a fence of sorts. I had the distinct impression that I was absolutely NOT to go beyond that border of sunflowers.

Standing behind, looking over the flowers were what appeared to be Beings made of Light. They had a human body shape, but there were no facial features. Rather I was seeing a silhouette that was made of just Light. Around the edges, an aura of a brighter, white Light radiated.

Although no words were spoken – I KNEW who they were, God, Jesus and Angels. I knew what they were thinking or trying to project to me. I knew to my very core that they were expecting me. These Spirits knew that I was coming for a visit and were waiting for me. Again, they didn’t communicate verbally, I just KNEW these things without any doubt. It’s hard to explain unless you’ve experienced it.

The Spirits were projecting thoughts and feelings to me, and I could feel what it was that they were expressing to me. I felt the most wonderful Love pouring into me. I began sobbing from the relief and joy of it because it was so wonderful.

It felt like the Love was filling up every cell in my body until they were about to burst. I felt no judgment from these Beings of Love, just totally enveloped in this warm, caring, tender love. They impressed upon me that the most important thing here is living from that LOVE. Love with all your heart, love everyone and everything. Make all your choices from this place of Love.

Then, I was zooming back, looking at the open space and watching it become smaller until it was gone.

When I awoke, I was still overcome from the feelings and wonder of it. I couldn’t stop thinking or talking about the experience. I had to find out what happened to me. I had heard of near-death experiences before, but hadn’t really delved into it. Now, I could not get enough stories to read. I was amazed to find people recounting stories with similarities to my experience!

This experience, whatever it was, changed my life. My passion is helping people to find this Love – the Light that lives within everyone’s Heart – hence my business name, HeartLight. We are all a part of this Love for it is our very essence, our Spirit.