I heard a returned missionary speak in sacrament meeting today. He told a story about one of his investigators, Casey, who had been addicted to meth for 27 years. He spent a lot of time on the streets and in jail, and it humbled him. He read the Bible in jail and that helped him start to shuffle off some of his stubbornness.
When Casey got out of jail, things started to look up. He found he could keep his feet under him. He was able to hold down a job. His relationship with God deepened. After he had been clean for nearly 2 years, he met the missionaries and started taking the lessons. He eventually set a baptism date, but needed a personal confirmation that he was doing the right thing.
Casey was at a Walmart one day, shortly before his baptism, having a conversation with his Heavenly Father in the toilet paper aisle. He asked, “Well, God, I’m about to become a Mormon. Is that all right with you?” At the very moment he asked the question, a package of toilet paper fell off an upper shelf and landed right on his head! He wondered “What kind of an answer was that!” though it surely got his attention.
He had been alone in aisle. He walked around to the next aisle and found a woman there he had never seen before. As he approached her, she asked, “Are you a Mormon?”
Casey was taken aback. “No,” he said, “but I am thinking about it.”
“Well,” she said, “you should join the Church.”
“Why do you say that?” he said, “Are you a Mormon?” She said, “No, I’m not, but I just felt like I should say that to you.” Then she turned around and left.
A chance meeting with an angel in a Walmart aisle led Casey to a deep spiritual conviction that he was on the right path. And he took it.