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Kermit wanted to include this song in his publicity, actually inviting some of the media to listen to a copy of the song, which he was going to include with the book as part of a press release. He had even paid a musical genius friend of mine to add harmonies and other instruments to our semi-professional, crude home recording of the song. Dean Kaelin, out of Salt Lake City, UT, did a marvelous job.

When it comes to the computer (specifically, the process of putting a file onto a CD), I find my little know-how was helpful to Kermit, because he had no know-how at all. In that I had demonstrated my "expertise" by telling him, one time, that you had to actually go into the program before you could put a recording of a song onto a CD, he looked up to me as someone who had much to offer him, in the way of working a computer, anyway. He laughed when I told him over the phone one evening that I didn't even want to know how he had been attempting to get a song onto a CD.

Anyway, that is how I got the job of communicating with Disk Faktory in California and making sure the 100 CDs (each with only the one song on it) that Kermit was ordering, be done properly. Disk Faktory reps told us that the song was not properly recorded, that there was too much clipping and distortion, and that the song needed to be turned down a little. In addition, it needed to be turned into a WAV file. Although Dean said he would help, he must have been out of town because I was getting no response from my emails or phone calls. So one morning, using Adobe Audition which is a professional song editing program I had purchased, I pulled that song up and miraculously turned it down so that it didn't clip (or go over the lines indicating distortion). I also discovered how to turn it into a WAV file and discovered, when I burned it onto a disk, that it was still a WAV file, to my amazement. Then I drove to the post office with the plan that I would send it overnight to Disk Faktory. My family was hungry so I was also going to go to McDonalds and pick up some breakfast for us.

After driving to the post office, and parking, I got this strong urge to ask God if I was to mail this disk. It seemed like the right thing to do, so I was reticent about checking with the Lord, but I took out a coin and prayerfully asked. The answer was No, don't send it. I asked another way, since I had left a message for Dean that we needed this mastering done on the song, I wondered if he had done it already, and had sent it? "What if I put a note, 'In case Dean's remake doesn't get to you right away.'?" After prayerfully flipping a coin, God said No, don't send a note along either. Not understanding, but willing to follow God's will, I shoved the disk into the glove compartment, drove out of the parking lot to McDonalds.

I went in to order breakfast for the family. Before it was my turn to order, someone tapped me on the shoulder. It was Hank with the Christian Motorcycle Club. He is a wonderful, down to earth, preacher and someone whom we respect and admire. We laughed with each other and asked how our families were doing, shared some of our projects, and generally praised God together for a short time. It was a meeting that only God could have set up.

As I was walking out of McDonalds with my breakfast bag, I heard the Lord tell me (through my heart) to ask Him again about mailing that disk. I prayerfully flipped a coin. God said Yes. And I asked if I should put a note in there about Dean's disk possibly coming. God said No.

After breakfast with the family at home, I drove back to town and mailed the disk. God had had His way and had set my priorities that morning.

Nature of God: The coin did not have a side that said, please go to McDonald's first. I have someone I want you to touch bases with. Then you can come back and mail this disk. He could only use the limited way I had of talking with Him. He put in my heart to ask Him about mailing the disk and when I did, He said No. I didn't know it was a temporary No, but, confused, I followed His guidance and went to McDonalds for the meeting He had set up for me. THEN, praise the Lord, He had me go back to mail the disk. As it turned out, due to other commitments, Dean had not prepared a re-make of the disk and the one I sent was exactly what was needed for the project in order to make deadline with regard to Kermit's publicity campaign.

God is able. He is able to use the limited way we have of communicating with Him to actually get what He deems important, done. God is able, He is true, He is real, He is aware of where we should be at any given time. Walk this earth with joy on your face, always anticipating the wonders of God. He will tell you as much as you allow Him to. Learn to hear Him.

Additional Note: Hank called a few weeks later (because of our McDonald's meeting) and invited us to a special get together of many of the Christian motorcycle club members. We went and had an anointed time with them, singing songs that uplifted their souls and fellowshipping with them to the glory of our Heavenly Father. It reaffirmed the divinity of a Holy Spirit inspired coin flip. It showed, also, that God loves to speak to our hearts and then challenge us with the coin flip so that we can truly understand it was He to whom we were listening.

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