Let me start by saying, I struggled with publishing this post. Not for any other reason than the Bible talks about when we do things we aren’t supposed to boast about them. I am not boasting, just trying to share with you how even in the middle of our everyday life, God wants us to listen. So, I listened. I am now sharing in hopes this story will touch at least one person.
Have you ever wanted to hear God speak to you and tell you exactly what to do? I bet he has already tried, the problem is we don’t always listen. And – it may not be because we are being stubborn and not wanting to listen, but more we don’t know it is God who is doing the talking.
God talks to us, all of us, we just have to be willing and open to listen. I have prayed for years to hear God just give me a straight answer to things. It wasn’t him; it was me. He gives us the answers.
We all hear God in different ways. And I am sure most of us don’t hear God audibly. There are other ways to hear though. Have you ever gotten a feeling? That is another way God talks to us.
I want to share with you a story about a time I finally listened when God spoke to me. And the results touched many lives.
It was a typical errand day. My youngest sweet girl was with me. We had a list a mile long of things to get done. Half way through our list we made our stop at Sam’s. We needed four things. I told sweet Colleen this would be fast. We get in there, round up all the things we needed, we were headed to gather our last item and there stood an older gentleman in the middle of the aisle. I couldn’t get around him, he was smack dab in the middle. And, he wasn’t worried about me at all. What in the world was I going to do, I was in a hurry and ready to get out of Sam’s. Plus, Colleen is now saying she needs to use the the restroom. Ugh! So, I finally get around him and when I do, I hear him say “I don’t even know what I need.” I keep going, full of regret from not offering to help. We retrieve the last item on our list. She goes to use the restroom and this older gentleman is still on my mind. Something is telling me to go back and help him. So, I tell her I must go see how I can help the man from a few rows back. I figured I would get some kind of resistance from her, but surprisingly, I didn’t.
By now, you are wondering where in the world God talking to me comes into play. Well, if it wasn’t for God telling me to go help that man, I promise you I wouldn’t have. It was in the feeling I knew I needed to go help him. I had just an overwhelming urge to help him and if I didn’t I knew I would have regretted it. What happened once I went back over to him was nothing less than heaven sent.
I found the man in the middle of an aisle. I had no idea exactly what I was going to say. Colleen even asked me what I would say, I didn’t know. So, I just went with it. I approached him and asked if he needed help. I wasn’t expecting his response. I honestly am not too sure what I expected. However, right there in the middle of Sam’s he and I shared a God moment. It was truly beautiful. He turned to me and said that he did need help. You see, his wife had just died two months prior and this was his first visit to Sam’s since her passing. And, he just wasn’t sure what to buy. Colleen and I had the wonderful privilege of helping him finish shopping that day. He asked me what made me stop and help him, and I told him it was all God. That opened up our conversation about God and what a wonderful moment we shared.
I was truly blessed that day to have met such a wonderful man. My family and his has since spent time together getting to know one another. And, I am so grateful that for once, I listened to that feeling I get when God is trying to nudge me. In addition to the gratefulness I feel that my sweet Colleen got to witness it all unfold the way it did, to me is priceless.
Do you struggle with hearing God talk to you? Or, have you learned to listen? I would love to hear how you know it is God.