Good Chills~

A 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. 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 ask 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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