mrstickball said:
Very few signs. Most of what God has said was based around telling me very personal information about friends that I were talking to, helping them with life issues. God was able to tell me a lot of information about things that had happened to them that was 100% true that I didn't know, and they never told others about. Happened multiple (probably a dozen times). For my own life, God's spoken to me about what to do that's had massive impact(s) on my life. A most recent incedent was during the ice storm(s) we had in Ohio recently - freezing rain that iced the roads over. While coming home and driving cautiously, I was praying and asking God to help me. All of a sudden, an audible voice spoke 'drop your speed down to 25. Now.' -- I questioned WTF was going on, but did that. Within 5 seconds of slowing down, I hit a horrible patch of black ice. My car slid out of control into oncoming traffic, and into a ditch. However, due entirely to the fact I had slowed down (I was doing a very reasonable 35 MPH, which made me question why I just heard a voice telling me to go only 10MPH slower), I was able to avoid oncoming traffic, and pull out of the ditch before getting hit. Any faster, I would have hit a telephone poll, or rolled the car and caused the vehicle/myself serious damage, given the road I was on. That's just a recent situation. Stuff like that happens very often, but that's just one that's happened in the past 2 weeks. I don't expect you to believe it, and reduce it down to some sort of luck, or reasoning, but when this stuff happens all the time, and 'that voice' bats 1.000 with whatever is said, then I tend to think it's something beyond chance. |
Stick, I can definitely relate. I can remember losing $100 once at a Pizza Hut. I was the BSU president and the treasurer asked me to hold on to the money. I accidently tossed it and couldn't find it. I was panicked and prayed 'Lord, where is the money?' And I heard Him say 'Cookies.' I was LOL - I was like 'Dude, I just ate pizza. I no hungry.' And His Voice said 'Cookies.' I was baffled for a minute, but then remembered tossing some trash - an empty cookie bag into the trash. Guess what? The benji was in the empty cookie bag.
I saw an old friend who told me something I did way, way back in the day still sat with her 14 years later. We were in the Bay area, at a church garage sale and there we were - 3 Southerners in the Bay Area, talking about what we missed back in the South.
We all agreed - rain. I was like 'I miss it too. Let's ask the Lord for some.'
Shoot, why not? It was nearly a drought - some rain would help.
So, I prayed - and looked at my peeps. 'It's on the way ...'
Within 10 minutes, a small cloud came our way. She saw it ... and it started raining.
To this day, she said 'You really can talk to Him.'
I had screamed at God - told Him I was pissed off and just been real with Him. I have so much respect and love for Him - and a close relationship, but not as close as it should be.
