Subject: Re: DOES GOD STILL SPEAK TO US? >Does God Still Speak To Us? > >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 hall way 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 ask >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 it 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. > > > _______ To unsubscribe, send "unsubscribe rangernet" to [EMAIL PROTECTED] "Eat the hay & spit out the sticks! - A#1's mule" RTKB&G4JC! http://rangernet.org Autoresponder: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
