lunaverse
18th October 2005, 12:51 AM
I'm looking for stories of things that either happened to you, or someone you know personally, while in TBMland.
Where you (or this person) was expecting something to happen, by faith. Say you had a dream, or a strong feeling, or a prompting, or someone you knew (husband, parent, friend) was convincing that something was going to happen. Either something vague or something specific.
And the specific thing didn't happen, or the vague thing didn't turn out as expected. But something else did seem to happen, and you explained it away as that new thing, and took away meaning from it...
There are a couple of instances for me that stand out, but it seems like there are more.
One, I was around 9 or 10 and me and an LDS girl were going to a Girl Scout camp. The other people in the car were non-members. The car got a flat tire, or the engine stopped running. Me and this girl were convinced it was to avoid some terrible accident ahead, or something horrible had happened at camp, and we were saved. But after we got going, there was no sign of accident, and nothing had happened at the camp. Yet we were convinced we'd missed something less knowable, even though we'd embarassed ourselves by our outrageous claims.
Another time, I had been praying with all seriousness and frustration for months, that I know what I should choose in my life. Should I move to the city? What should I do for a career? Was I ever going to meet someone to get married? I lacked purpose, and I wanted purpose really badly.
I got the "impression" that if I went to the temple I'd find the answer there. So I worked really hard to clean up my life, and got a recommend. And went. No visions, no clear answer. But in the Celestial room I broke down crying. (This is one of the few in-Church Spiritual Experiences(tm) I've eluded to earlier.) I still had no purpose, but I had comfort, just a sense that it would be all right, things would work out.
(Later things didn't work out, and I got pissed at God for a little while, but that's another story. :) )
My mom always had all kinds of feelings and promptings and things she was sure of. But since I'm not her, I don't remember them correctly, nor do I know her reaction to them when they didn't happen.
And in all the sacrament meetings and sunday school lessons, I've heard so many variations of the "It didn't work out exactly as we planned" and "Angel in disguise" stories, but can't remember any of them.
So I need to hear it from you all! :)
Luna
Where you (or this person) was expecting something to happen, by faith. Say you had a dream, or a strong feeling, or a prompting, or someone you knew (husband, parent, friend) was convincing that something was going to happen. Either something vague or something specific.
And the specific thing didn't happen, or the vague thing didn't turn out as expected. But something else did seem to happen, and you explained it away as that new thing, and took away meaning from it...
There are a couple of instances for me that stand out, but it seems like there are more.
One, I was around 9 or 10 and me and an LDS girl were going to a Girl Scout camp. The other people in the car were non-members. The car got a flat tire, or the engine stopped running. Me and this girl were convinced it was to avoid some terrible accident ahead, or something horrible had happened at camp, and we were saved. But after we got going, there was no sign of accident, and nothing had happened at the camp. Yet we were convinced we'd missed something less knowable, even though we'd embarassed ourselves by our outrageous claims.
Another time, I had been praying with all seriousness and frustration for months, that I know what I should choose in my life. Should I move to the city? What should I do for a career? Was I ever going to meet someone to get married? I lacked purpose, and I wanted purpose really badly.
I got the "impression" that if I went to the temple I'd find the answer there. So I worked really hard to clean up my life, and got a recommend. And went. No visions, no clear answer. But in the Celestial room I broke down crying. (This is one of the few in-Church Spiritual Experiences(tm) I've eluded to earlier.) I still had no purpose, but I had comfort, just a sense that it would be all right, things would work out.
(Later things didn't work out, and I got pissed at God for a little while, but that's another story. :) )
My mom always had all kinds of feelings and promptings and things she was sure of. But since I'm not her, I don't remember them correctly, nor do I know her reaction to them when they didn't happen.
And in all the sacrament meetings and sunday school lessons, I've heard so many variations of the "It didn't work out exactly as we planned" and "Angel in disguise" stories, but can't remember any of them.
So I need to hear it from you all! :)
Luna