Wishpers From God - Do You Believe in Signs
Whispers From God
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Today I read a hub, Life Changing Whisper. This brought me to a place and time I was relating to a group of teenagers and adults while giving a talk titled " Signs". I was on a retreat expressing what the word signs meant to me and one little world can change your life. Many of us see signs on a daily basis, Stop, Do Not Enter, Exit, Clearance, Sale, Half Price and the list goes on. Being a women I had to include Clearance & Half Price since those are the ones I relate to quite often. Besides the standard signs there are those that are invisible to the naked eye. It takes someone who lives by their faith, who relate to and believe even if they can't see, they know it's there. Take God for instance. I don't see him yet I know without a shadow of a doubt that he is there for me, for you, for the millions and millions the world over. There are many who don't trust in what they can't see. There are some who don't believe in God because they either weren't raised with a religion, due to loss caused by senseless violence or a terrible tragedy. The sad part is they choose to blame God instead of seeing the signs he constantly sends, stop violence adds, keep guns out of the hands of children, hugs not drugs, anti bullying public service announcements and reminders from their families to be careful with who they associate with, don't get in trouble, don't drink and drive. These are whispers from God that go unnoticed yet he will continue to whisper and hope that someone will hear, step up to the plate and make a difference in their lives and the lives around them. Just as we cry when there's something wrong, God cry's right along with us. He isn't the cause of our problem he is the solution we just need to see, hear and realize that with God anything is possible.
I am going to share some of my God's whispers experiences, some a little more serious and some kind of funny to a point. The most serious whispers saved the lives of myself, my daughter Brittany, Granddaughter Haley, sister in law Dina and niece Cassidy. There were a few days that I began to smell a weird odor from my basement. I thought maybe some animals had gotten in through our bulkhead. My neighbor Dave was going to check it out the next day for me. That night the smoke detector kept going off but only in little short bursts of beeps and buzzing noise. This happened through out the night and into the next morning. I had placed a call into a local heating and cooling contractor who called back around 7:30. He told me to open all the windows get everyone. I called my friend Donna who came and took everyone to her house. I stayed. The plumber told me there was carbon monoxide leak and that our guardian angels were watching over us. The smoke detector wasn't hooked up right which means it shouldn't have been making the noises. The noises kept us from going into a deep sleep. Talk about a whisper, that was more like a shout. To this day it amazes me every time I think of that night / day. I Thank God for coming across loud and clear.
They say that music calms the savage beast. I say music are whispers from God. Quite a few times when I've been feeling blue, brooding of what might have been, why did this or didn't this happen type of questions. These random thoughts and questions mill around clouding my mind until the moment I will suddenly hear a song, stop and look up saying Thank You. \\A few months after my fiance Marty passed away I was having a bad week, nothing seemed to be going right and I didn't know which end was up or down. I decided that I would take Brittany to dinner and movies that Friday because I needed a break. As we were driving towards the cinema I turned on the radio, the next song up was Tricia Yearwood " I Would Have Loved You Anyway". I began to smirk, knowing that God was whispering to me, telling me, no matter what I have faced or will face, loving Marty was part of me, part of who I am and I would do it all over again if I had the chance. Quite a few messages, signs, whispers are sent to us through music because music calms our souls and warms our hearts.
God uses various methods of communication to relate his whispers. I've shared two of my experiences so far. The first being the most serious and life saving. The 2nd a little on the lighter side but I heard his whispers. The next one is a silly one. Two years ago I arrived at KMart to pay off and pick up my Christmas layaway. I made the payment and gave my receipt to the cashier, told her I had a few things to get and went off to grab a few things that I needed for the big day. When I finished my shopping I paid for my items then waited for my layaway. It was 7pm and I expected to be out of their no later than 7:30. Well that time came and went without the receipt of my purchases. I was approached with what was supposed to be my layway, the young man handed me the copy of the receipt and began to leave when I called him back, this wasn't mine. He began to check the bag of items and realized I was correct. He went off in search again and returned to me at least three times and was sent back each time. By then I was getting tired, I had been on the go from 6:30 am and and it was now approaching 8:30 pm. Quite a long day for me. The manager approached me with apologizes for the mix ups and believed they finally located my packages. I excused myself to go the ladies room and as I shut the door to the stall there was a post it note on the back of the door that said, God Loves You, a smile came to my face and I Thanked God for reminding me that this was the season of love and celebration. I returned to the front of the store and together the manager and I reviewed my receipt against the purchases the young man believed was mine. Well it was now 9pm and my layaway was finally completed and I was on my way out the door. If I didn't hear the whispers from God the outlook may have been different and my anger may have surfaced exposing my ugly side. I was grateful for God's whisper.
Because I've allowed myself to open my heart and soul to hearing, seeing and more importantly believing in God's whispers I would miss out on a more fulfilling life. Allowing myself to be more open has made a tremendous difference. I am sure that in the past there were many times that I thought his wasn't listening when in all actuality it was I who wasn't listening. I also realize that sometimes the prayers were unanswered because God knows more of what is good for me than I know myself. He only gives us what we need. What we want isn't always as good for us as we believe. Those times that I heard Garth Brook's sing, Unanswered Prayers was God whispering that my prayers were unanswered for a reason. Because sometimes the greatest gifts are unanswered prayers.