Hearing God!
Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>
~~~Hearing God~~~
A young man had been to Wednesday night Bible Study. The Pastor had shared
about listening to God and obeying the Lord's voice. The young man couldn't
help but wonder, "Does God still speak to people?" After service he went out
with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several
different ones talked about how God had led them in different ways.
It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in
his car, he just began to pray, "God...If you still speak to people speak to
me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey." As he drove down the main
street of his town, he had the strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of
milk. He shook his head and said out loud, God is that you?" He didn't get a
reply and started on toward home. But again, the thought, buy a gallon of
milk. The young man thought about Samuel and how he didn't recognize the
voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli. "Okay, God, in case that is
you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience.
He could always use the milk. He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk
and started off toward home. As he passed Seventh Street, he again felt the
urge, "Turn down that street. This is crazy he thought and drove on past the
intersection. Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street. At the
next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh. Half jokingly, he
said out loud, "Okay, God, I will".
He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He
pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in semi commercial area of
town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either the
businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people
were already in bed. Again, he sensed something, "Go and give the milk to
the people in the house across the street." The young man looked at the
house. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they
were already asleep. He started to open the door and then sat back in the
car seat.
"Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they
are going to be mad and I will look stupid." Again, he felt like he should
go and give the milk. Finally, he opened the door, "Okay God, if this is
you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk If you want me to
look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess that will
count for something but if they don't answer right away, I am out of here.
"He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise
inside. A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?" Then the
door opened before the young man could get away. The man was standing there
in his jeans and T-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a
strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger
standing on his doorstep.
"What is it?" The young man thrust out the gallon of milk , "Here, I brought
this to you. "The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway speaking
loudly in Spanish. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk
toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was
crying. The man had tears streaming down his face. The man began speaking
and half crying, "We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and
we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just
praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk." His wife in the
kitchen yelled out, "I asked Him to send an Angel with some. Are you an
Angel?"
The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on
him and put in the man's hand. He turned and walked back toward his car and
the tears were streaming down his face. He knew that God still answers
prayers.
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~~~My Creed~~~
This is my creed: To do some good,
To bear my ills without complaining,
To press on as a brave man should
For honors that are worth the gaining;
To seek no profits where I may,
By winning them, bring grief to others;
To do some service day by day
In helping on my toiling brothers.
This is my creed: To close my eyes
To little faults of those around me;
To strive to be when each day dies
Some better than the morning found me;
To ask for no unearned applause,
To cross no river until I reach it;
To see the merit of the cause
Before I follow those who preach it.
To keep my standards always high,
To find my task and always do it:
This is my creed - I wish that I
Could learn to shape my action to it.
Have a Blessed Day
Dave and Barbara
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