Do you personally feel that God can communicate with yourself?
I honestly believe that God talks to each and everyone of us, in one way or the other, all the time. Sadly though, few among us take the time to listen. That said, I'd like to share a personal experience I had some years back. Sorry, but this is going to require a somewhat lengthy explanation.
As I've posted on previous threads, my wife is Hindu and hails from the Fiji Islands. I made her a promise when we got married that I'd one day build her a small Hindu Temple. It wasn't until some 20 years later however, that I was finally able to fulfill that promise. For years, one thing or the other always seemed to delay construction.
One such delay was due to the pending nuptials of a niece in Fiji. I had watched this girl grow up from the time she was 2 and would not have missed her wedding for the world. So, we booked and confirmed our flight a full month in advance and eagerly awaited our departure date.
As luck would have it, the week of our scheduled departure, we had first a category 6 earthquake, extremely rare for the mid-atlantic region of the USA, followed by a hurricane a few days later which was the day before our flight! The earthquake caused minimal damage, but the hurricane forced the airports in the area to close for 2 days resulting in our flight being canceled.
I attempted to rebook right away as there was another departure date scheduled for the same flight a few days later which would have cut our trip short, but would get us to Fiji in time for the wedding. With so many flights having been canceled, it took nearly an hour just to get through to the airline. When I finally did get through I was informed that the airline could not accommodate my request and would not be able to rebook our flight until the following week by which time the wedding would be over. The only alternative was to cancel the trip. I wanted to talk it over with my wife before making a decision, so I told the agent that I'd have to call back later and hung up.
Needless to say, my wife was very disappointed, but ultimately we decided it would be best to just cancel. So I headed to my office to make the call. This is where things get interesting. As anyone who has called an airline before can tell you, when the call goes through, you are initially greeted by an automated system and given a list of options. Press one for this, 2 for that and so on. Then you listen to what ever propaganda is being played until an agent becomes available. They identify themselves by name and you state your business. Such was the case with my previous call. So, expecting I'd have at least an hour wait again, I got comfortable and dialed the number.
Immediately after punching in the last digit, without the phone on the other end even ringing, a very pleasant sounding male voice greeted me with a simple,
"Hello." I thought I had mis-dialed and told the man that answered that I was trying to reach, United Airlines. He did not identify himself or confirm that I had reached the airline. He simply said,
"I can help you." I was apprehensive, but his voice was very calming and reassuring. So I told him my situation and how I had tried to change our departure date, but was told that it could not be done.
Before I could say anything else, he said,
"I can do it." "You can book us on the next flight?" I said amazed.
"Of course", he calmly replied and proceeded to do so. He than gave me my confirmation numbers and told me that my new travel documents would be emailed to me within the hour, which they were. I was simply elated at what had just happened and told this kind man that I could not thank him enough. That's when he made a comment that floored me.
"Well... maybe you should build that Temple now." he said and the call simply disconnected!
I can assure you, not one time in our short conversation was the word Temple ever mentioned. You can decide for yourself who or what was on the other end of that line, but if not God, surely someone acting on his behalf....
P.S. I've had many occasions to call the airlines since that day. Each and every time I've been greeted initially by an automated system before reaching an agent who've always identified themselves by name.
