IF ONLY WE LISTEN.....(inspirational)

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A true story.........lovingly shared by a friend.

 

 

IF ONLY WE LISTEN

 

A young man had been to wednesday night Bible Study. The Pastor had shared about

listening to God. 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 idea. Several different people talked about how God

had led them to do things 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 serve your wishes.’ 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 was there, ‘Buy a gallon of

milk.’ The young man thought about how he'd heard that not all those spoken

to recognised God's quiet voice inside of one's mind. Then he said, ‘Okay,

God, in case that is you, I will buy the milk.’ It didn't seem like too hard

a request to fulfill. He could always use the milk himself if nothing else. So

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 pass 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 a 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.

‘God, 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 car 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 do as I wish. 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'd just gotten 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,’ he said nervously. 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 milk. Are you an

Angel?’ In response to hearing this, 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 as the tears were streaming down his face. He

knew that God still answers prayers and that God still speaks to people.God

speaks in the silence of the heart. Listening is the beginning of prayer. ~

Mother Teresa

Remain Blessed!

 

 

 

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