Today, we're sharing the testimony of Sister Missy Munson. This one is a little longer than normal, but it's worth it!
One afternoon in my home, I saw that my daughter, who was 13 at the time, appeared visibly shaken. I asked what was wrong, and she pointed into the kitchen proclaiming that a man was standing in the corner. I cautiously looked around the corner but saw nothing but my daughter insisted a man dressed in dark pants, work boots, and a green jacket was standing in the kitchen. In an effort to calm my daughter, I turned on the light and stepped into the empty kitchen. With tears running down her face, she said the man was reaching out to hug me. After looking through old photos, we realized that the man was my father who had passed away when my daughter was 2 years old.