Good Morning!
How do you hear the Voice of the Shepherd? This is one of my true and ‘life-changing’ stories.
Christian Believers – be encouraged. For those whose journey of faith is questioning……think on this.
A journey Home
I didn’t need or want to go to town. I argued. Why would I go to town? The Voice continued – loving – not threatening but persistent, very persistent.
I tried to work, I tried to read I even went into the garden but gently still in my mind. ‘Go to town”
I drove into town. It was a thirty minute drive yet the time seemed ‘suspended’. I had not time to even think about ‘where in town?’ I parked in the main shopping Centre.
I walked through the automatic door.
My dearest friend stood on the other side. ‘I’ve been praying’ she said simply. ‘I prayed that God would bring you here.’
Kay had been ill but her illness worsened and she, this day, was told her condition was terminal.
‘I’m going home!’ she said simply.
We held each other and cried. Many tears! We went for coffee. We prayed. we laughed, so much laughter ! Together we shared a time and a place… the memory of which has lingered with me my whole life.
Kay died leaving behind two young daughters and a grieving husband.
Yet, she also left an extraordinary FAITH LEGACY. At the graveside she asked that unexpectedly the song ‘We’re all going on a Summer Holiday’ should be played to lift the hearts and lives of all as they left the cemetery.
Kay was only 49 years old and many years have now passed. Yet, one strong intrinsic TRUTH remains. She prayed…..LOVE poured down…..I heard the Voice of God.
GO TO TOWN!
Bring LIFE and HOPE to someone’s Day today!
PASSIONATE CREATIVE CHRISTIAN 
Your story reminded me of a time 40 years ago when God spoke to me. My kept children in my home, and on this Friday my brother and family were in town. I was making sandwiches and the older kids needed needed outside to get bikes my home had keys to get out because of our pool. My sis-in-law let 2 preteens out. I’m making sandwiches still, but I had the greatest urge to go check my back yard. Usually I would wait to finish what I was doing, but the call was overbearing. I ran outside and a 2 year old was in the pool. If God hadn’t called me when he did that day a sweet little boy wouldn’t have been able to grow up, and my life would have never been the same. I still thank God for that day he saved us both.
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You have a treasure to remember. So glad for your obedience. May your story help others to learn to trust that voice.
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