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 came, "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 to turn down that road. This is crazy he thought, and drove on past the street and through 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 go there." He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in a semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the best of neighborhoods, but it wasn't the worst 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 his car door and then decided to just sit 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 car 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 wearing jeans and T-shirt. He had a tired look, like he just got out of bed. 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 spoke through sobs, "We were just praying . We ran out of money this month. There wasn't any milk for our baby and 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?" --- When we are obedient we discover that it's the simplest things that God asks of us that blesses us with His messages. We can CHOOSE to hear Him. We are then able to bless the world with our obedience.

I don't know. I never asked God to speak to me, and realistically speaking, I believe I would go insane if I did. Remember Jeanne D'Arc lol? But, that wasn't exactly simple such as your example was. If God has used me to help others, I think He does it via the subconscious, and disguises my motives, or rather His motives, through guilt, fear and anxiety. If God really exists, I often wonder exactly what He's like. :/

i hope i am someone's angel.

"Yes I am, I'm a half-breed created by the union of fallen spirit and flesh,I'm a descendant called a Nephilim thought to be wiped out by God hundreds of years ago!!!"

Of course I am. Don't be a stupid fool.

"I am good but not an angel. I do sin, but I am not the devil .... I am just a small girl in a big world trying to find someone to love."" — Marilyn Monroe

Maybe. I don't know if anything I've done or said throughout the years really helped anyone. I do know that I've been blessed with many angels in my life who were there when I needed them. We don't always know how we have impacted someone's life. I hope I have done more good than harm though! :)

I am too imperfect to be an angel.

I hope I am,,I feel like I have helped people,,And They have for sure Helped me;)

I am the protector of angels!

We are each other's angels...we meet when it is time.

So im told! :D

Tell me if this was an Angel. TRUE STORY...IN September of 2006 my Daughter in law was broad sided in here Grand Prix by a 1 ton van. The car was hit so hard it bucked the right side of the car. All thge windows were buted out except the rear where my grandaughter sat. My daughter in law was knocked unconcious as the roof had collapsed and hit her head. Plus she had severely broke her pelvic and pelvis. She laid in the carand it started burning. I saw the driver of the van the next day at the tow yard as he was collecting his belongings. He told me it was weird that when he ran to the car there was no other cars around. But a lady had opened the passanger door and was attempting to pull up on the stuck seat belt that was jammed between the crushed seat and counsel. Twice she dove in but the smoke drove her back. Finally He dove in the back seat over my grandaughter and the lady and him pulled up the seat belt undid it and pulled my daughter in law out. He went back and grabbed the baby from the back seat. When he turned around. The only one there was my daughter in law laying on the ground far enough away from the burning car! No one saw her come or go! Oh by the way, Almost exactly 1 year later my daughter in law gave birth to identical Twins! Another twist to that was that the Drs. said they would not be identical. They were in seperate sacks. Boy we sure can't tell the difference! Was it an Angel?

I don't know. God never told me something like that, seriously.

If Angel = Messenger of God, then maybe so. Occasionally.

Angels are just friends of a higher caliber...there when you need them most, even if only in thought because they've been pushed away. I do carry an Angel platinum card from VS if that counts :)

i hear that all the time i don t know why?

Only my avatar

yes. i have come to take you to Heaven with me.