God speaks to everyone differently. One of the ways he speaks to me are whispers mingled in amidst my thoughts. Mostly names of people. Friends that I haven't seen from or heard from in a long time when there names come into my active memory.
Driving around the area before the event started, the Lord whispered Linda in my ear. A friend from years ago that now lived in the area that I was driving (I found that out the next day.) I knew the church we were going to fit around a thousand people. What were the chances that I would get to see Linda?
Friday evening when my sister was taking pictures of the organ pipes at Wooddale church in Eden Prairie, Minnesota, I remembered that the last time that I was there was for my college graduation from Crown College. It was a random memory of one of the last happy events while my mother was alive.
Saturday morning during the break I was talking with my sister in between the sales tables when I heard a voice. As I turned my head the woman speaking stepped in front of me close enough for me to reach out and hug. I am sure that I shocked her as I took her shoulders in my hands and said ,"Hey Linda it's Trisha!" Linda had also attended my college graduation with my parents, grandma Erickson, Aunt Paula and Uncle Alan.
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