Neat Story

This occurrence means the world to me and may seem small to you but it brings me great joy.

I got a phone call from my dad the other day. He will occasionally pop in on a conversation I am having with my mom to say hi but for him to call you know there must be some exceptionally fun or important news.

My dad said that he was gathering information from a lender to do an appraisal for a family in Fillmore (a town not too far from Scipio and where I went to school).
The lender mentioned that this family was needing money to pay for their daughter to go into The Center for Change (the same eating disorder facility I received treatment.)
My dad asked her if she knew about my story and how I had written a book about overcoming the disorder. The lender said "Yes, I know and this girl read it and it is the reason she went to her parents to get help and is willing to go into the center."

My dad has been in contact with the mother and grandmother of this girl via the appraisal work on their home and has visited them. The girl is now living in the center receiving in-care treatment. The mother told Dad that she read my book and cried the whole way through. The grandma also read it and was overcome knowing her grand daughter suffered such and infliction.
I'm overwhelmed with happiness knowing that my book not only helped this young women to get treatment and possibly have saved her life, but has allowed her family to entire the anorexic mind so they can truly understand the power of the disease their loved one is going through.

It gives me great satisfaction know I could be this girl's voice in sharing her story to her family.

I feel the spirit so strongly testifying to me that this is one daughter of God I was suppose to write my book for. I pray there are hundreds of other stories out there like this one.
I have been blessed to hear several other stories but this one stands out the most to me.