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young man had been to Wednesday night Bible Study. The Pastor
had 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 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 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 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 some 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 a 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. Are
you an Angel?"
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 and the tears were streaming
down his face. He knew that God still answers prayers.
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