Melchizedek

I woke up early today not really eagerly anticipating the 9 hour drive across the plains of Kansas. It took me at least 30 minutes to figure out why EVERY gas station had the Wizard of Oz playing.
At one of our many gas station stops someone noticed a bumper sticker on my car that involved being mystical. She got all excited and asked us who was the mystical one. I spoke up and said I was. She asked what that meant and I replied that I was really into the supernatural. Again she got all excited and said she was too. I asked her what she was into and she said, "Shamanism!" and I replied,"That's great!"

The conversation continued.

I asked her what got her into shamanism and she was obviously touched by the question taking a few moments to answer. "Inanimate objects speaking to me", she said. "Whoa! That's awesome.", I replied.
She in turn asked me the same question.

At this moment I just want to let everyone know that inside I am scrambling and freaking out all at the same time. How do I offer salt to cause her to be thirsty for Jesus, without pelting her with scripture?

I told her I was really into atmospheres and I could sense beings around me. I went on to tell her I was attending a supernatural school for 10 months to learn more. She was very impressed that I would "be on base" for 10 months learning more about the supernatural. I told her these type of gifts ran in my family and how nice it was to get a different perspective. She in turn told me they were on their way to a 3 day Shamanism conference in Utah.

We began to end our conversation and she asked if she could give me her card. Of course I said yes. We said our goodbyes and both of us took off.

So I took her card out and Ramona and I totally freaked out as we read it.

She was a Priestess of Shamanism.

That was Thursday.

We decided it would be totally awesome of our business cards said

Priestess of the order of Melchizedek.