THE SPIRIT OF GRANDPA GUIDED ME .....

I was going down the canyon and I had this still small voice sound in my ear. It was the voice of my Dad or Grandpa. He was an avid DI hunter. I said, "What? What do you want? Go to the DI. Now? Why? I'll be shown the way?" So not wanting to cause a problem with spiritual things I drove to the DI and called Grandma on the way and told her I needed to go somewhere important and that I was on a secret mission to rob a bank and take some hostages and hold them for ransom and cut off a finger every hour until my demands are met. She didn't hear me but she said, "You're a good son-in-law and nobody knows how much pain I'm in and ..blah, blah, blah. Anyway when I walked into the store and there was a light that shown down from the ceiling like a beacon guiding me to the men's shoe rack. The light shown directly on a pair of shoes. I said to myself, "These are 2 sizes too big. How will I keep them on? By wearing two pair of socks? How do I keep the two pair of socks from bunching up toward my toes inside the shoes? Use tape above my ankles? Isn't this a lot of trouble? Buy the shoes? Don't run in them or make a sudden turn? Why? Oh, they'll come off! Are you sure? I am feeling kinda put out then I remembered how many times Grandpa said he was a secret buyer for the DI and I felt like I needed to do this one thing. "Are you sure?" OK, OK, I'll buy the damn shoes." So I did and I felt like Grandpa and I connected somehow at the DI where one man's crap can become another man's crap like magic.