“Anybody
can hear Him. You just have to listen.” Minnie said.
“I
know, I know. You told me this before. The thing is I still hear Brandon’s voice a lot. I
think I’m ready to see a counselor.”
“But
how do you find a good counselor?” John asked.
“God
knows,” Minnie said.
“Then
He’ll have to tell us,” Mary said.
“Let’s
ask him right now, Minnie said.
Mary
surprised her mother by immediately praying, “Dear God, show us a good
counselor.”
“Amen,”
John said.
“Are
you hearing anything?” Minnie asked.
“‘I am,’” Mary said.
"What are you hearing?"
"'I am,' that's what I'm hearing."
"What are you hearing?"
"'I am,' that's what I'm hearing."
“Are
you sure that wasn’t me saying, ‘amen’?” John said.
“You
said ‘amen’?” Mary smiled.
“Well
God, the Holy Spirit is the best counselor of all,” Minnie said.
“But,
Mary could use some human help as well, don’t you think?” John said.
“Then
God, show us who that could be,” Minnie prayed.
Three
days later they had the answer. A man knocked on the door. “Is this yours?” he
said as he handed Minnie a business card.
“I don't think so,” Minnie said. “What’s it for?”
“Some
kind of counseling.”
Minnie studied the card. When she looked up the man was gone. She peered up and down the street and couldn’t see him anywhere. Hershal?
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