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>>This is too good to not send on:

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>>>> Does God Still Speak To Us?

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>>>> 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, 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 and how he didn't

>>>> recognize the voice of God, and how little 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 to 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 hall way 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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