Hearing God's Voice...

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, carrying the milk
toward the kitchen. .
 Then from down the hall came a woman
 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.

Have a blessed day!

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