Two Amazing Stories

Today, I shared these two short stories with my 3-yr old Sunbeams. I don't think I've ever had their attention more that I did after sharing them.
"I was probably about eight years of age, or younger, when I was taken by my father to a farm some distance away. While he worked I tried to busy myself with things that a young boy would. The day was hot and dusty and I played about until I was tired. Over the fence there was a broken-down shed that looked very interesting to me. In my mind I thought of this broken-down shed as a castle that I would like to explore, so I went to the fence and started to climb through to go over to that shed. There came a voice to me that said this very significant thing, 'Harold, don't go over there.' I looked about to see who was speaking my name. My father was way up at the other end of the field. He could not see what I was doing. There was no speaker in sight. Then I realized that someone that I could not see was warning me not to go over there. What was over there, I shall never know, but I learned early that there are those beyond our sight that could talk to us." --Harold B. Lee

The Holy Ghost can warn us and guide us when we need help. Sometimes the Holy Ghost whispers out loud, like he did to President Lee, but often he just gives us a feeling about what we should or should not do.
"One night while President Woodruff, his wife, and their four children were on a journey, they stopped to sleep at a friend's house. Three of the children slept in the house while President Woodruff, his wife, and one child slept outside in the carriage. President Woodruff said, "I had been in bed but a short time when a voice said to me: 'Get up and move your carriage. ' It was not thunder, lightning or an earthquake, but the still, small voice of the Spirit of God--the Holy Ghost . . . . I got up and moved my carriage . . . and set it by the side of the house. As I was returning to bed the same Spirit said to me, 'Go and move your mules away from that oak tree.' . . . I moved them to a young hickory grove and tied them up. I then went to bed. In thirty minutes a whirlwind caught the tree to which my mules had been fastened, broke it off near the ground, and carried it one hundred yards, sweeping away two fences in its course, and laid it . . . where my carriage [had] stood . . . By obeying the revelation of the spirit of God to me I saved my life and the lives of my wife and child, as well as my animals."

--Wilfred Woodruff, "Leave of my Journal"