by Cheryl Merrick
One Saturday afternoon, Garrett and I left to run some errands. We had only gone a few miles when I told Garrett that we needed to stop and explained that I had a strong feeling that we needed to return home right away. A few minutes later, we arrived home just in time to see our oldest son trying to get his three year old brother to jump off the roof of our house. He intended to catch his younger brother and thought it would be fun. Fortunately, our young son had enough sense not to jump, but he was getting pretty distressed from being stuck on our roof.
Our older son was amazed that we knew to come home at that moment. We told him that the Holy Ghost was always watching and, as parents, He would warn us if we needed to come home. He was impressed!
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