He told her they do and told her this story:
He had just graduated from a University in Arizona and had just gotten accepted into a law school that he had really hoped to get into.
He and his wife were stressing about where they would find a place to live and how they would pay for anything in LA.
They knelt down and prayed about it together and when they had finished their prayer, his wife had a look on her face like she knew something and he didn't. She said she knew where they would live in LA. She remembered a guy named Brother Ty had recently been called to be a mission president in Hong Kong and he was from LA.
They would rent his house.
They were visiting in Northern Utah at the time, and his wife and his mother in law went to the church office building to find the article that would tell the name of the guy who had been called to be the MP.r
The woman at the desk just happened to have the back copy of the magazine on her desk, that never happens. She gave the copy to her.
They found the phone number of the MP and she made her husband call him. He was embarrassed and didn't want to. He called and there was no answer. His wife sat there in disbelief, and called again.
This time the guy answered the phone. She told him who she was and that she wanted to rent his house while he was gone on his mission.There was silence, so she repeated herself. Her husband was still embarrassed.
They could hear heavy, labored breathing on the other end of the phone.
The man explained that they had tried to sell their home. They had put it up for rent, and there had been no takers. The economy was hard back about 27ish years ago. the MP had just had a yard sale and was supposed to be leaving the next day or so. He put a call in to Elder Kimball to seek advice for his situation. Elder Kimball told him not to worry and someone would call him that day to rent his house.
That was the day my stake president's wife called him.
The MP got to Hong Kong and found that the very corner where he was to serve was the exact same spot where the communist Chinese govt. had forced him as a young boy and his family to watch the torture and execution of his father for standing up against them.
Years later, he met with Pres. Kimball to discuss a temple in Hong Kong. They traveled together for days looking at properties with no luck. Pres Kimball stayed up most of the night and drew out plans for a building that would have a church on the bottom, offices on top of that, and a temple on top of that.
The architects changed the plans up a bit before they tried to submit them to the govt for approval. They did this several times and were running out of time for them to be approved before the Chinese govt took back the control of the city. (They shared it with Britain and Hong Kong at the time?)
Pres Kimball looked over the plans and saw the changes that had been made. He had the architects put the temple plans back the way Pres. Kimball had them in the first place and the plans were approved within the next two weeks with no opposition.
My Stake Pres told all this to the girl in his office. Years later she was impressed by the Oct conference in which the age of girl missionaries was changed. She submitted her papers and was sent to serve in Ecuador.
Years earlier, she had had a vivid dream. She had dreamt of a building and large groups of people she did not know. She wondered where they would be staying.
She drew pictures of the building in her dream. even the inside of the building.
Her MP picked her up as soon as she got there and took the new missionaries to the Ecuador temple. She recognized it as soon as she drove up. She wrote to her mom telling her of the building in her dream and of the drawings she had kept after all those years. Her mother compared the two, and the pictures her mom found of the temple were a match to the building she had drawn years earlier. The groups of people were all staying at the temple hotel where she stayed that night.
I am not doing justice to this story, but kinda close enough to get the point across.
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