Just a story I thought I'd share...

So this friend of mine comes into the store tonight. I actually trained her at work, then she got another job. Anyways, we wave to eachother from across the store (I was at the coffee island), wanders to look at the magazines then comes and gets a coffee and says to me "I have to tell someone this, it's so crazy."

She proceeded to tell me how today is the one year anniversary of the death of a friend of hers, a guy I graduated with. We talked about how fast that came up and how crazy it was. So then she tells me she went and bought a single red rose from Safeway to go put at his gravesite. She drove out to the cemetary and as her and her fiance got out of their vehicle, they looked over and saw a car not too far away. As they looked closer, they saw a lady in the car, and a hose attatched to the exhaust pipe.

They didn't have a cell on them, but they drove to the cadet hall just down the road and called the police. When the ambulences and everything got there they watched and made sure the lady was ok. One of the police told my friend that if it had been even 30 minutes later then the lady would have died.

My friend said to me "I'm not a religious person, you know that Rebecca, but I'm totally spiritual. I felt Derek at the graveyard tonight. I know that he was helping to save this lady. His death was totally preventable (he died in a rig explosion), and so was this ladies."

I just thought that was an amazing story of how, even for people who aren't LDS, the Holy Ghost can guide and help us. How lucky we are, as LDS people, to be able to recognize the Holy Ghost, and not just write it off as "a coincidence".

That was my story for today

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