“Communicating with the Spirit is a process” she says, “not an event” (6). Murphy invites readers to join her on a journey. I followed the action steps she included at the end of each chapter intended to “deepen relationship with the Holy Ghost” (1). With more effort and a better understanding of how God works through this vital member of the Godhead, I knew I could feel closer to the Savior and more confident in my ability to hear His voice. At other times we are so distracted, busy, and consumed with the daily-ness of life that we drift through each day, annoyed by a little tug on our soul that seems to say something is missing.Īs I picked up Murphy’s book I realized before I had finished the first chapter that my communication with the Spirit needed improvement. Sometimes we feel so coupled with the Spirit, linked, in-tune and open to God’s smallest instruction. We long to be connected to the heavens, yet our relationship with the Spirit often succumbs to our own indolence and weakness. His voice is constant, if only we have ears to hear (5).Ĭoming to recognize and respond when we hear the Holy Ghost is one of life’s greatest challenges. As we look more closely, we find him everywhere. The Holy Ghost enters every corner of our lives. Nancy Murphy, author of Whisperings of the Spirit, says, I was also humbled and very aware that without the help of an experienced companion, I would have dismissed the Spirit’s message. I promised the Lord as I walked back into the Visitors’ Center that day that I would act quickly when I heard such whisperings. Thankfully, it helped me identify how the Holy Ghost communicates with me personally. This was one of my first memorable exchanges with the Spirit. Both the mother and father simultaneously said yes. Out of breath, more from nerves than energy expenditure, I asked them again if they would permit missionaries to come to their home and teach them about eternal families. When I told my companion what I was thinking she urgently said, “That’s the Spirit! Go!” So I raced into the parking lot and caught them just as they were piling into their car. How could I run after them and ask them again? They already said no! As my senior companion knelt down by me to ask how it had gone, the thought came to me, Go after them. I could still see them walking to their car in the parking lot. They kindly declined.Īs I sadly watched them walk away, I plopped into a large pink chair to ponder. At the conclusion of the tour I asked them to fill out a referral card. We shared what I thought was a spiritual experience. Years ago, as a new missionary, I remember taking my first tour (a nonmember family from Iowa) through the Nauvoo Visitors’ Center. Whisperings of the Spirit by Nancy Murphy
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