I Knew You Would Come

Once while President Monson was on assignment in Louisiana, a stake president asked him if he would have time to visit a 10-year-old girl named Christal, who was in the final stages of cancer.
Christal's family had been praying that President Monson would come.
But their home was far away, and the schedule was so tight that there wasn't time.
So instead, President monsoon asked that those who offered prayers during the stake conference include Christal in their prayers.
Surely the Lord and the family would understand.

During the Saturday session of the conference, as President Monson stood to speak, the Spirit whispered, "Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God."

"His notes became a blur.
He attempted to pursue the theme of the meeting as outlined, but the name and image of [the little girl] would not leave his mind."

He listened to the Spirit and rearranged his schedule.
Early the next morning, President Monson left the ninety and nine and traveled many miles to be at the bedside of the one.

Once there, he "gazed down upon a child too ill to rise, too weak to speak.
Her illness had now rendered her sightless.
Deeply touched by the scene and the Spirit of the Lord ..., Brother Monson ... took the child's frail hand in his own.
'Christal,' he whispered, 'I am here."

"With great effort she whispered back, 'Brother Monson, I just knew you would come.'"

My dear brothers and sisters, let us strive to be among those whom the Lord can rely on to hear His whisperings and respond, as Saul did on his road to Damascus, "Lord, what wilt thou have me to do?"

-Dieter F. Uchtdorf -Waiting on the Road to Damascus -April 2011 General Conference

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi