So let it be written, so let be done.

One evening I was in Salt Lake and I got a call to go to Harmons and pick up a young lady. When I picked her up she talked about Harmons and we discussed their deli. It’s a pretty good deli and they have lots of different options. She said she liked to go there to get her coffee. She said she goes there for lunch a lot and that she works in a building over on Main Street.

We started driving and discussing things like the building where she worked and I started getting impressions about this young woman by the spirit.

I asked her if it would be OK if I talked to her about some thoughts I was having regarding our conversation. She said, yes! I felt impressed to tell her that she had felt alone and that her father in heaven loved her. I told her that this loneliness sometimes is pretty consuming.

I told her I felt like she was a member of the church but that she hadn’t been going to church for a while and she hadn’t been praying.

I stopped for a minute and just let that sink in. Part of me was a little afraid that maybe I had said too much and been a little too bold. If that ever happens, I can get deplatformed. I sat there praying, knowing I had said the words the Lord put in my heart.

She said, how did you know these things and she started to tear up. I talked to her about how much her father in heaven loves her. I talked to her about how she lived with him in the preexistence for thousands of years and that she had a relationship with him. I told her that this relationship was the most central thing in her existence and that she had a feeling when she was in his presence in the preexistence.

I told her that this feeling is the same feeling she was experiencing right now. The spirit was burning in the car and I knew that she could feel it. I asked her to tell me what it felt like and she said it felt amazing, peaceful, and like she was seen and found.

I told her she was never lost to her father in heaven and that he wanted to hear from her. I asked her how long it had been since she read the scriptures. She said a long time but that she had graduated from seminary and been active in the church most of her life. She said lately the last couple of years she had fallen away because she had some problems and questions.

I told her that part of the problem we have is that when we quit reading the scriptures and quit saying our prayers, we quit having the spirit with us and we quit understanding things from God‘s perspective. We allow Satan to come in and influence us with his perspective. The spirit was really strong and I bore my testimony of the love of our father in heaven for her.

I knew she felt it and she acknowledged that she missed that spirit and loved feeling it there in the car. I asked her how long it had been since she had been to church and she said years.

I told her that if she didn’t go to church, she couldn’t feel the spirit. I told her if she didn’t go to church, she couldn’t take the sacrament and that in taking the sacrament we are promised that we can have Heavenly Father’s spirit to be with us always. I told her that’s what she needed, that’s what she lacked. She had tears running down her face and she promised me that she would go to church.

I asked her if she would promise me that she would pray and read her scriptures too and she said yes. We had arrived at our destination and she was late for the party she was attending. It was an ice cream party with her good friends. She said she had to go, but she thanked me.

She said she couldn’t believe how amazing that ride was and the spirit in the car amazed her. She promised again that she would go to church, pray and read the scriptures.

This was a really quick encounter and most of the time I don’t write stories about these quick little encounters. We were going on a nine minute ride and we felt the spirit but I didn’t feel that it was quite the level of the story that I usually experience and that I usually write about. It was special and it was wonderful, but it was short.

Fast forward two months. I got a call to pick up someone from a building on Main Street. I went out in front of that building and sat there for seven minutes. The thing about seven minutes is that after seven minutes are told to cancel the ride and leave. We get paid for the ride even though we don’t take the ride as a penalty to the person for making us wait.

I sat there for the seven minutes seeing the name of this person and then finally the icon with the name turn red which tells me that it’s been seven minutes and I can cancel the ride. I canceled the ride and started driving off down the block.

Then I got another ride. I accepted that ride but it was the same building the same parking space with the same name on my app. This never happens. Once you cancel a ride they don’t put that person back in your car. I was a little worried about it because I thought maybe this would be a ratings disaster.

The spirit told me to follow through and so I drove around the block to the front of the building and she got in the car. We had a small discussion about what transpired with the cancellation. At this point, I didn’t know who she was or recognize her.

As we started to drive, I looked in the mirror and saw her eyes. I recognized those eyes and as I listened to her talk, I recognized her but I didn’t know from where. I said, you’ve been in my car before and I recognize you.

She sat there for a second and thought and she said, I recognize you too. She said, I’m looking at your eyes in the mirror, they look familiar. We sat there for a minute and talked about when it might have been, I could feel a connection and knew that I had talked with her, but it was fuzzy. Finally it came to her.

She said, you gave me a ride a couple of months ago. you made me cry going into an ice cream party. She said that with a smile on her face. She said, I called my mom that night and told her about that ride. I told her that you knew more about me than I knew about myself. I told her that you knew everything about me and what you had asked me to do.

She said, you invited me to go to church and change my life. She said, my mom told me that God puts people in your path to help you and that this was clearly one of those occasions.

It started coming back to me then. I remembered having her in the car and I remembered the things that I had said before. I asked her, well, how are you doing?. She said, I’m doing better, I’m saying my prayers now, but I haven’t gone to church and I haven’t read the scriptures.

I told her, how does it feel to be so special to your father in heaven that he sent me once to help you, then he sent me today to follow up. I had left and he sent me back to make sure that I got you. How does that make you feel to know that he loves you that much? She was obviously moved and told me that I was about to make her cry again just like I had before. I told her it’s not me making her cry. That is the spirit of God.

I told her that he really is reaching out to her because he loves her. I told her that he wants her to obey and he wants her to have a happy life.

She said, well that’s kind of my issue. I don’t really feel happy. She said, I feel like I have so many questions and I don’t have anyone to answer them. She said that her mom isn’t good at answering questions and doesn’t like them and there’s no one that she can talk to that is in the church.

I told her that this comes from not going to church. She said, I don’t feel like they want someone who thinks like I do. The spirit told me that the things she was thinking weren’t that bad and that I should press forward and ask.

I asked her, what is this great big issue that makes you think you’re not lovable to your father in heaven? She thought for a minute and she said, I don’t want to have children. She said, I don’t want to have children because I don’t want to bring them into this world that is so bad and evil and horrible.

She said, that is against what they teach in the church and no one would understand it. She felt like having that view made her unworthy to go to church.

I told her that anything that teaches you not to go to church is of Satan and that it’s him that wants her to be miserable. I told her it’s him that created and inspired all the misery in the world.

I told her that she lacked faith. I told her that was her problem and she nodded her head affirmatively. She said that’s exactly right. I lack faith and I don’t have anyone that can help me. I don’t have anyone to talk to me about faith.

I told her that if she thought back to our last ride, she would remember how shocked she was when I said the things that I had said. I told her it is because Heavenly Father gave me those words so that you would know that I was saying the things that he would have me say. Due to this you knew that the things that I said were true.

That’s where faith starts. Having faith on the words of others is the building Block of faith. I told her about Ammon in the book of Mormon and how he had that same experience with King Lamoni. Ammon said the words the king was thinking and hadn’t told anyone. The king was so shocked and thought Ammon was God. Ammon told him that he wasn’t God but that he was sent from God, and given those words so that the king would know that the things he said were true.

I told her that it was the same with her. She knew because I had those words that God loved her and that the things I said were true. I told her that if she would read the Book of Mormon, she would hear more accounts of people testifying of faith. She would hear more stories about faith and she could build her faith off of the faith of those people who wrote those words. She could begin to have faith by believing on the words of others. Then, with that seed, she could build her faith.

I told her she would have to go to church, say her prayers, and obey the commandments as well because you’ve got to nourish that little bit of faith until it grows. I didn’t realize I was talking about Alma 32 at the time.

As I finished, saying this, I received a strong, prompting to say these words. I said, you need a father, you don’t have a father and you need a father. You need a dad.I felt the prompting that she had just been thinking this right then.

She started tearing up again and said, that is exactly right but I’ve never told anyone that. She hadn’t told me that and there’s no way I could’ve known that without the spirit. There’s no way it would’ve had the impact it did if it didn’t come from the spirit.

I explained to her that in the church, there are leaders and people who have authority and responsibilities to minister and lift. Those people would be able to fill that void but not to forget her other father, her father in heaven. I told her that her father in heaven, who had moved his hand two times to rescue her and bless her life was more than invested in her well-being.

I told her that her father in heaven was lifting her and blessing her now and I asked her if she would commit to do those things again. She said she would. She said she would do it this time.

She told me that she had been an inactive member of the church therefore I had assumed that she had the scriptures in her home. The way she talked I thought it was a sure thing. The spirit told me to give her a Book of Mormon. I reached into my glove box and got one of the Book of Mormons prepared by the Secrists, and I said, I need you to take this.

I asked, do you have a Book of Mormon? She said yes. I asked, where is it? She thought for a moment and said, I haven’t seen it for years. I think it’s at my home in New Jersey. Now I could see in real time that the Lord had prompted me to ask about the Book of Mormon, and I said, take this Book of Mormon. You need one in your home.

You need one to read and to study. She took the Book of Mormon and said she would read it.

I also told her that she needed to go home that night and write down both of our experiences in the car. I felt prompted to tell her to do this so that it could help plant that seed a little deeper with a little more nutrients. I felt impressed that having her do that would be the equivalent of bearing her testimony to somebody else. We all know that when you bear your testimony to somebody else, your testimony grows.

She said she would. She said that would be a great idea and she would love to do that.

It was time for her to get out of the car but before she went, I told her that she needed to make sure that Heavenly Father didn’t have to send me again. We laughed and she said, I better get it right this time. She turned around and went in to the store where I dropped her off.