Unfamiliar Voice

I was in the basement in Des Moines, Iowa and I heard a voice. It called out to me, "come" then it said "you'll have to die". Well that did it, I made up my mind, no way. Later, the voice spoke to me again, he said "you'll have to sing in the choir, you'll have to walk through waterless places and you'll ask me next time". I thought, oh my goodness, what is this all about? 

I started having health problems and then at age 29 my daughter Kimberly was born. We were still going to church then but I guess my heart was hardened because it was quite some time before I heard the gospel/good news again. We moved back to California, a job transfer for Bob. We found a new church when we moved, the pastors wife asked me if I would like to sing in the choir. Boy did I say yes fast, I wanted to hear that beautiful voice again. It didn't happen, at least not yet. A friend in our Lutheran church said they were having a prayer meeting at her home Wednesday night and asked if Bob and I would like to attend. We went, they laid hands on my and you guessed it, God spoke to me later that night.