#0451 Does He still speak?

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Inner Peace Be Upon You

# 0451 Peace and Blessings Every Day

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Does He still speak?

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A young man had been listening as someone

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

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.

"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 them 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 a 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 a 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 the hallway, 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 asked him to send an

Angel with some milk.  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.

"Stop telling God how big your storm is.

Instead, tell the storm how big your God is!"

Author Unknown

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