Listening to His Voice
I was in a coffee shop today and felt God speaking to me. It wasn’t profound or anything, but His voice was obvious.
I bought my white mocha and went to sit down. These two teenagers walked in and looked very cold and tattered. They were both shivering, and asked me if I had any cash so they could get something hot to drink. I told them I didn’t, because I only carry my debit card.
Then I had this unshakable feeling that God was telling me to pay for their coffee. I could’ve easily assumed they were just typical teenagers with no life and no responsibility just looking for a hand-out, but I don’t believe that’s the case. I proceeded to tell them to go order what they wanted and I’d pay for it. The look on their faces said it all, “Seriously?”
They thanked me numerous times. I could tell they were genuine.
Who knows what it all means in the whole scheme of life, but the important lesson here is that I listened to God. That’s what relationship with the Father is all about: being still, being available, and listening. You never know when opportunities may arise to bless or be blessed. God is always there whispering in our ears. It’s our responsiblity as members of His Kingdom to heed those whispers and act.
$7.20 to bless a couple of teenagers?
That’s what “doing” church is all about.










