One of my favorite hymns of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (often inadvertently called the “Mormon” church) is “Let The Holy Spirit Guide”.
A Hymn About The Holy Spirit
It is a short, simple and soothing hymn. The melody is sweet and reminds me of a lullaby. But the doctrines this hymn teaches are powerful. I think it is interesting that the hymn is structured in a more, quiet thoughtful way because of what it teaches. It says in the lyrics in verse 3:
3. Let the Spirit heal our hearts
Thru his quiet, gentle pow’r.
May we purify our lives
To receive him hour by hour.
Throughout my life, that is the way I have felt The Holy Spirit or The Holy Ghost the most. It has almost always been a gentle prompting, a nudge. Most often it is a sudden thought – a quiet “Eureka” idea in my mind that is the solution to the problem that I need.
Road Trip Revelation
Let me give you an example. One time I was on a road trip with my husband. We were driving through a state where a museum that was actually the home of my husband’s close ancestor was located. He was excited to show it to me and had only been there one other time himself as a child. The museum was only open once a week for limited hours so we planned our trip accordingly.
As we started out, we were a little late and when we did the math, we realized that we were not going to get to the museum by closing time. My husband was crestfallen, as we would likely not get another chance to visit for years. They had just remodeled the museum and added new research and many features my husband had never seen. He also wanted to share it with me. I also felt just awful. I didn’t know what to do. I felt so terrible. So I decided to say a silent prayer. I subtly bowed my head in the passengers seat and offered a very fervent prayer to my Heavenly Father. I think it went something like this:
“Dear Heavenly Father, We are really happy to be on this trip and are grateful we can go. We are really sad because we’re late and there is no way we can make it to the museum in time. I think this is a righteous desire because it is my husband’s family and it is really important to him. Can I please humbly ask for a miracle – can you please provide a way that we can make it to the museum on time?”
I appropriately closed the prayer. Usually in my prayers, I try my best to offer a solution to the problem to my Heavenly Father to offer my effort before The Lord and to work with Him. But in this case, the only solution I could think of on the spot was that all the cars would pull to the side of the road, all the police would disappear and we would speed all the way down. That didn’t seem likely.
Not more than 5 minutes after I offered that prayer, I suddenly got an idea! I pulled out my phone and searched for the contact information of the museum. Without taking the time to tell my husband the plan, I dialed the number, put the phone to my ear and looked at my husband with a twinkle in my eye.
When the call was answered I turned on all the “Livi Whitaker charm” I could muster, used the Public Relations skills I had learned in college and managed to get us a private tour after hours.
My husband was so stunned and relieved. I immediately began mentally patting myself on the back, thinking how clever I was that I had just come up with that idea, and how smooth I was that I had sweet-talked them into helping us.
And then, all at once, I was humbled, because I remembered my prayer. I suddenly realized that that idea had come almost instantly after I had prayed we would get to the museum on time. I had prayed for a miracle and then moments later it had occurred. And here I was congratulating myself! It became clear, as I remembered my thought process. The idea had come like this: Livi, you know Public Relations, you’re good with people. Why don’t you just get on the phone and explain to them the situation? I remembered also that the thought in my mind had told me specifically what to tell them. The thought went like this: Tell the museum curators that you are descendants of the museum’s namesake, and that you are coming from a different state, Also tell them that you put the museum address in your GPS, and the exact time of arrival that it gave.
Without recognizing at the time what was going on, I followed all those promptings to the ‘t’ – and the miracle occurred. I also am assured that Heavenly Father was inspiring those on the other end of the call through the Holy Ghost.
As I went through all of this in my head, and realized my prideful mistake, I instantly turned to my husband and confessed that I had taken credit where credit was not due and that I had in fact prayed before this miracle and inspiration had come. I then bowed my head and said a prayer for both my husband and I asking for my forgiveness and sincerely thanking Heavenly Father for this mighty miracle on such a small matter in the universe, but yet was so important to us in the moment.
The Holy Spirit Enlightens Our Minds, Speaks Peace To Our Hearts
That is the way the Holy Ghost speaks to me. He enlightens my mind – He gives me ideas. When I have the Holy Ghost with me, I am able to feel good or bad or right or wrong decisions. This is my guidance.
One of my favorite scriptures on revelation is Doctrine and Covenants 6:21-23:
Behold, I am Jesus Christ, the Son of God. I am the same that came unto mine own, and mine own received me not. I am the light which shineth in darkness, and the darkness comprehendeth it not.
Verily, verily, I say unto you, if you desire a further witness, cast your mind upon the night that you cried unto me in your heart, that you might know concerning the truth of these things.
Did I not speak peace to your mind concerning the matter? What greater witness can you have than from God?
And I believe that. I believe we don’t always need angelic visitations, lighting bolts or parted seas for answers. I believe that the greatest witness is peace from God in our hearts and minds.
Livi Whitaker is a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints - a "Mormon" woman in Idaho. She has worked in various professional Communications based positions in New York, Italy and Idaho since her first day at the United Nations on Jan 2nd, 2007. Livi now devotes her full attention to free lance writing. An avid writer since childhood, Livi has kept a journal as long as she can remember - yet some of the most fulfilling writing she has done is for the More Good Foundation, sharing her beliefs online.