Originally posted by PatNovak
If I experienced some extraordinary event (for example, god spoke to me and wanted me to tell the world something), my first reaction would not be to tell the world what he told me. My first reaction would be to figure out a way to prove he is who he says he is, and also prove that he spoke to me. I would do this for at least a couple of reasons. First, I w ...[text shortened]... if god has indeed put you in this situation, you have cause to be a little displeased with him).
True enough.
It has been on my mind of what you might accept verses something way out there. But first, my relationship with God.
I never heard of anyone having this type of relationship either. I had been in the Seminary about 7 years total, when i had an experience i could not deny.
Christmas, 1979, driving home from college. About an 8 hr. drive. A voice spoke to me. Personally i thought i was hearing things. He spoke to me just as if you and i were having a conversation. He stated, "Oh, you don't think it is me?!!". He said i should slow down as there was a cop ahead. I still thought i was hearing things, but as i was speeding, i slowed down. Sure enough, there was a cop around the next bend. The voice went on like that a few more times, of road conditions (pot holes and cops). Finally i said, who is this? He said he was the Lord.
Now this alone might not sound like much evidence, But this conversation lasted all night. During the next two weeks, i felt God was with me.
The town i grew up in did not have beggers that i was aware of. Yet i met a lady begging for money. I gave her all i had. Personally i needed $35 to get back to Iowa. During the two weeks home i helped some neighbors who sold firewood and gave the money to the missions. I never told anyone what i needed, yet they paid me $35 for my help.
Over the next 4 yrs i experienced a multitude of "divine moments" and confirmations. The Lord told me the most important thing i had to learn was to recognize His peace in my heart.
I know exactly what you are talking about when you say fooling myself or falling victim to one of my cognitive biases. I took great care to avoid pride at all costs. I recognize that i'm a fool in this world. I recognize that i am stupid and do stupid things. But when i asked God "why me", i mean seriously, what am i. I'm a sinner, and definitely not a holy roller. His responce was simply, "I trust you".
There is a story you can research. I was in Ohio some years ago, near the Ky. line, going northbound. I asked the Father, "you know, i'ld really like to go to a regular service". (it was past 9 am Sunday morning) His response was, go to North Baltimore, Oh. (I'm a truck driver) "What, that is three hours away, there won't be any services when i get there." He repeated, "North Baltimore, Oh." i said, "whatever, your the boss".
Let me mention here. I was at the rest area, slept the night there. I-75, mile marker 29. When i was getting dressed, the Lord told me to wear dress shorts under my pants. I had no idea why. It was in Nov. that all this took place.
I arrived at the Petro Truck Stop, but instead of going to the chapel, went into the main building. It was 12:10 pm. An angel grabbed my arm and told me to hurry.
I went to the chapel. The tail end of a service was taking place. They were doing prayer requests.
The first i heard, a lady that had problems with her legs. Immediately i saw a tumor in her brain affecting her legs. Raising my hand, i told them to pray for the tumor.
The preacher quieted everyone down, then continued. The last request, a man was praying for his son. Suddenly, i had a vision, i saw this man giving his son a necklace. It had the running man with a hatchet.
I turned to the man, and told him, "two weeks ago you gave your son this necklace. (describing it to him) I told him it has a demon attached to it. I then told him that God had heard his prayers, that Mike, who did not believe in God said, "if you are really there, help me God". I told Mike, that God had shown me him crying and praying after he had gotten off the phone with his wife.
Mike wanted to be baptized NOW.
I figured my work was done, so i started heading into the main building. Mike stopped me, "please, i want you to be there too".
The last time i was at a protestant baptism (15+ yrs ago) they used a bathtub.
The preacher found a place to do the baptism. A swimming pool. "ok, Lord, now i know what the shorts are for, ha, ha."
Mike Mayberry lives in Bloomington, Il. The preachers name is John and works at the Petro in North Baltimore, Ohio.