One Sunday, after church service, we were all standing around in our church while we visited with each other. Cordelia was pretty wound up and was dancing and running around, having a happy time. All of a sudden she ran up to me and declared, "Grandma, I saw a Ghost!" THIS time I was quite pleased with myself for my prompt response. I told her maybe it was the Holy Ghost!
After thinking about it awhile, Cordy asked me what she should say to the Holy Ghost if she saw him again. I told her she should say, "Hi!" OK, that may have been weird but I assured her the Holy Ghost is kind and good and watched out for her. She then asked me what she should call him. I suggested, "Holy". That wasn't very creative I guess.
We don't talk about the Holy Ghost (Holy Spirit is my preference) much. We are told that the Holy Spirit is given to us as our helper while we are still here on Earth. I wonder why we don't remember to seek help and comfort more often from the Holy Spirit. Do you think of the Holy Spirit much?