In the last two posts I have been sharing on hearing God. Today I want to share with you about the day I realized just how much God was speaking to me and just how much He wanted to be involved in my life.
One Monday morning as I was getting ready to attend a class at my church, I pulled out a pair of heels that nicely matched my outfit. A thought flashed through my mind, “Those are not the most comfortable shoes.” I thought about where I was heading, and decided they would be just fine as I would mostly be sitting in class. Besides, they looked really cute with the outfit 🙂
Then as I was packing my bag, I thought, “Maybe I should get some cash at the ATM.” I thought about that and decided I didn’t need any money just to go to class.
Also, as I was driving out to the church, about an hours drive, I noticed I was low on gas. I thought, “Maybe I should get some gas.” But I decided that I had enough to get to church and I could gas up on the way home.
When I arrived at church, the minister in charge of the hospital ministry pulled me aside and asked if I wanted to go with him to the hospital to pray for someone. I was eager to go. This would be my first hospital call. So I went.
I followed him in my car and we parked in the hospital parking garage. When we entered the hospital, which has many wings, we were directed to the tower the patient was in. When we arrived at his room, we were told we could not see the young man, a teenager, without his parents being present. They had gone to a room to rest over in another tower. So we walked from one tower to the other. When we arrived there, we were told that the parents had returned to their son’s room. So once again we walked to the previous tower. By the time we finished doing all that walking, my feet were so sore, because I was not wearing comfortable shoes. I was wearing the cute shoes that caused blisters on my feet.
After we prayed with the young man we headed out. At that point I realized I had no money to pay for the parking. The minister I was with helped me out.
Then as I drove home from the hospital, which was in a city I was not too familiar with, I realized I was very low on gas. I didn’t know where to stop for gas. I was also not too comfortable stopping in the part of town we were in. I prayed I would have enough gas to get to an area I was comfortable with and familiar with. Thank God I made it, but just barely.
So that morning I thought, not to wear those shoes, get some money, and get some gas. I didn’t think I needed those things just to go to church. But I didn’t end up at church. I ended up in a hospital miles away. I realized then, that God knew what was coming ahead. He knew where I would end up and what I would need. And He wanted to help me.
From that day on, I began watching and listening in my spirit for those simple little instructions. Now is every thought like that from God. No. But I found that as I began to act on those thoughts that would come, I began to recognize when it was Him and when it wasn’t. As I responded to the thoughts, when they proved to be true, I realized that was God. When they didn’t, I realized that was either me or something else. And little by little, I began to recognize His voice.
Howbeit when he, the Spirit of truth, is come, he will guide you into all truth: for he shall not speak of himself; but whatsoever he shall hear, that shall he speak: and he will show you things to come. (John 16:13, KJV)
He has done just that in my life. He’s helped me in both the big things and the little things in life. Train yourself to watch for His voice each day.
You’ve shared this story with me previously, but I still love to hear how intimately God wants to be involved in our lives!