A story my grandma told me several times.
I will do my best to remember how this story goes since it has been since 1994 that she last told me about this;
When she attended grade school in Council Bluffs, she would walk to school after her house maid packed her a daily sack
lunch. As she walked to school she would pass through a field and if she had time to spare would sit on this huge boulder/rock
in the field. Sometimes on the way home from school she would do the same. She told me while sittting on that rock, that one
time she was thinking about who she was and looked up to the heavens and said, with a disappointed tone in her voice, "Who
Am I? Who created me and why am I here? And, Where are You?" She carried on for a while with these questions directed toward
the heavens. Then out of the clear blue sky a flash had struck down right before her much like a bolt of lightning, and she
heard a voice say, "I created you and I will always be with you." As a young girl she never forgot that and has told me that
numerous times and its always the same.
Now day after day she would stop by the rock, having a new fondness for the place where she had this experience, and sit
on it and enjoy the outdoors for a bit before she got home. As long as I can remember she enjoyed spending times by her self.
One day she had mentioned in conversation to her dad that she was at the "big rock" in the field. Her dad looked at her, and
wanted to know where. He knew that there was a huge rock which had rattle snakes under it and they would cover and swarm the
rock much in the sunlight hours. So he quickly told Ruby to get in the car and to show him where she has been enjoying herself
sitting in the field. When the car passed along side of the field that contained the huge stone/boulder, she said, "There
it is, way over there." Her dad stopped the car and said you cant be sitting over there because that is called rattle snake
rock. He brought the car closer and said, "See all those snakes covering that rock?" The snakes were there now and Ruby angrily
looked at her father and said, "Thanks dad, you put them there!" Now Ruby didnt actually mean that her father actually gathered
up a bunch of rattlers and put them there. She meant that his thoughts had now intervened with her thoughts. When she would
go to the rock she always believed a good spirit or God was with her. And God always protected her from harm. She told me
she never went to the rock again and sure enough every time she passed by the big rock there were rattlers covering it.