Today I felt that I needed to share something that I posted on another blog, Be Still and Know from The Swing Set Back and Forth from Kitty. This post was about listening to God, listening for God. Great post!! You should read it.
I'm sorry that I missed the Bible Study this week, it's taking longer then I thought it would, I should have the first one done by next Monday. I felt that I was supposed to share this with all of you. You see, until several years ago, I didn't know you could have a personal relationship with God. I thought people were weird who said they heard him. I'm sure many people will read this and say, "Oh, that Debi, she's on a role today", but I definitely felt led to share this with all of you.
Psa 46:10 Be still, and know that I am God
Below is my response to Kitty's post.
Beautiful. I love that verse. I so often find that I hear God when I am quiet. Sometimes he has to hit me over the head to make me listen, but most often it is at quiet, unexpected moments.
The first time I ever heard God was strange. I was in a store and a woman came into the aisle that I was on. (I was a baby Christian) All of the sudden I heard God tell me she was going to steel the piece of candy that she had picked up. I didn’t know what to do, so I just started praying for her. Super hard!!! I watched her leave the store with the candy in her hand, and I kept praying for this woman. About a minute later she walked back into the store and put the piece of candy on the counter, and then left the store. At that point I knew that God meant for me to pray for people. Sometimes in the beginning it was weird, because I would just get that feeling that God wanted me to do something, Sometimes I was praying for things that I didn’t even understand. There was a kid in the library with a sweatshirt with a skull on it, boy was I praying for that child. I still don’t know why, but I for some reason I felt fear. I shouldn’t have, but it was hard to understand in the beginning. Now I don’t get scared. Sometimes I am just in my car driving and I know I am supposed to be praying for someone. I will check the time and talk to that person later, only to find out that the person was calling for intercessors at that moment in time.
I love to hear God’s voice. Sometimes, still and small, sometimes loud because I am not being quiet and he wants my attention.
Have a blessed week.
Have a blessed week.