In 2000, I felt God talk to me. This is the only time I have ever felt God talk to me. Notice that I did not say I heard God. No, I felt it. I felt it as real as any voice I have every heard. Here is what happened:
I had been struggling with an issue that was very close to my heart. Praying about it daily and finding no solution. I was addressing it as best as I could, but I was not coming up with any answers to my MANY questions. I was driving down I-20, heading west and approaching the Spur 408 merge/split off. (Driving and running are my favorite praying times.) It was there, as I was driving 60 mph, that I felt God say,
"It's not wrong, it's just different."
This is as clear right now, this very moment, as it was over 8 years ago. It was right then that I was done worrying about the issue that had been laying on my heart so heavily for so long. I still find comfort in those 6 words when I find myself revisiting the same issue...
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