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 I just went through a  bout of pancreatitis, and I'm still a bit woozy. I apologize if this is a bit jumbled...

Has Jesus actually spoken to you? not spiritually, but literally?
 He spoke to me when I was in my mid twenties...Here's the story.

 My first experience with Jesus came to me when I was about four or five years old. My friends and I always played in the local church parking lot, which was just down the street from my house. It was a tiny church, it couldn't have held more than twenty people as far as I recall. One early evening in summer the Pastor approached my friends and I, and asked if we would like to attend church. I went home and told my mom, and mom turned to my older brother and said "sure, take your brother and go" I remember that I had a really good time singing "The wise man built his house upon the rock, but the foolish man built his house upon the sand" After that mom sent us to Sunday school at the Big church on Eglington and Keel in Toronto, Saint Hilda's. I remember bursting out in tears one Sunday and being carried by two ladies into the babies room, where I was dumped into a crib and totally humiliated...that was the end of my church days for many years.

 I was forced to attend a Catholic school because of my fighting when I was about twelve. I was forced to attend Catechism and attained first communion. Mom converted to Catholicism and forced me to go to church each week. That ended after about two years, when I refused to go.

I quit school and left home when I was fifteen and moved in with a bunch of outlaw bikers. Needless to say, I wasn't living a Christian life.

I'll make this testimony short, but I can tell you that I had quite a life going back then. I made several stops in the West Toronto Detention Center for fighting.

In no time I was doing every kind of drug that I could find and I could out drink anybody I met, or at least I gave it a good shot.

That continued throughout my early twenties.

I eventually moved back with my parents when I was nineteen as part of a probation condition, and we all moved out of the city to a little town about 40 miles north called Tottenham.

I met my common-law wife there and we had a daughter when I was twenty one. We split up before getting married, and a I met my wife, Dawn and was married at twenty two.

 One night while my wife was at work on night shift, I found myself sitting on the edge of our bed in a home we shared with my in-laws. I was drunk and very stoned on cocaine. My first born son, Michael was sleeping in his crib, and I found myself looking at him and I began to cry.

I was hopelessly addicted and I knew it was killing me. My wife never took drugs and she put up with a lot of garbage from me. Why she stuck with me< I'll never know.

So I sat on our bed crying quietly, feeling trapped and helpless. I thought about God and wondered about Him.

That's when I heard His voice. Literally heard it. I turned around to see who had entered my bedroom, but there was no one there. He said, "John, don't worry. Everything will be all right" It was comforting, strong, somehow eternal, and I knew right away that it was Jesus.

Two weeks later we got a really great apartment in another town, and two years after that, we got a house of our own...we rented, but it was a house to raise our three boys in.

 That was the beginning for me. It didn't happen right away, but slowly and steadily, I began to change. I stopped the hard drugs right away without any detoxing. Then, over the next few years I stopped drinking and quit all drugs, no detoxing at all.

I found a great Baptist church in town and began to read loads of Christian books, including the Bible of course, but I have read loads of creation vs evolution books, and all kinds of apologetics. I was so thirsty for anything to do with Jesus. I then began to bring my friends to Christ, new friend, old friends.

Now we are building our very first home here in town! Jesus told me not to worry, that it would be all right...He was right

Has anyone else heard His voice?

Bronzesnake.

John 10:26-28

26 But ye believe not, because ye are not of my sheep, as I said unto you.


27 My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me:

28 And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand.
KJV

What did He say to you Reba?

In the begining...........The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen

I completely believe HE speaks with us. As in , your story, creation, the still small voice,  the wack in the head with the 2 by 4. I also believe He says nothing that would not bare witness via the scripture.

A short story ... Asking, nagging, pleading etc. my Mom why doesn't God talk to me like He does  'so~n~so? Her wisdom..... Shut up and listen...

My younger sister was born three months premature, and my mother had toxemia so that she nearly died. My father was in church one morning while Mom was in the hospital; he was obviously very worried about Mom and the tiny baby, and while he was struggling with the situation, a voice spoke to him. It said, "Her name will be Crystal Rose, and she will be special." When he went to visit Mom and the baby at the hospital, someone had sent roses in a crystal vase, and he took it as an affirmation. We didn't worry anymore about whether the baby would survive or not. Today she is radiantly healthy and beautiful, walking with the Lord and growing into a Christian woman. Praise God for my sister Crystal Rose!

Beautiful story!
God makes Himself Crystal clear!

A very beautiful thread, thank you all!

Yes I hear His voice!  :)


Psa 95:7  For he is our God; and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand. To day if ye will hear his voice.

Yes. Through His Spirit in His word.

yes, I hear His voice.

I was on the subway,going into center city.This happen
a couple of days before Christmas.I was getting ready
to get off,I put my gloves on,I founded a dollar in one
of my gloves.I put the dollar in my wallet.As I was
coming up the steps,in the sub I saw a homeless man
lying on the ground.I look into my pocketbook to give
him some change.I heard the voice of God,He said give
him the dollar you found in your gloves.I obey.

God speaks us at times we least expect.
Thanks for telling your story Angel...
Bronzesnake.

Yes, thank you, Angel123!

Jesus has spoken to me recently as well.

The father of a child in my band is a pastor of his church. As a favor to him, some of our band went and played for his Easter service. At this service, I felt as if I was being called back into worshipping the Lord. That night when I got home, I asked another of my friends if I could begin going to Church with him. He said yes, and I am now a loyal member of his church. I feel that he got me to that Easter service, so that I could come back to him!

-HH

Thanks for your testimony, Hylian!

I get scared, as well as many other people when we talk about Jesus speaking to us.  It's because outside of a Christian forum they'll lock you up if you think God is talking to You.  

There's only once that I actually heard a voice, and it was the stillest smallest voice I ever heard.  I can't even begin to explain the stillness and the smallness of it, it's like if it weren't for a miracle there'd be no sound at all.   ;)

I'm still not sure if it was God's voice because I was going through quite a bit at the time.  It was enough to make even the most firm believer agree, it may have been me just crackin' up and losing it.  But I never felt such extreme peace.  It was so much peace that I got a whole new meaning about "rest in peace."  Mostly, all the trouble that I was having was I thought I was going to die and then suddenly at the moment of this voice it wasn't about me going to die so much as me living forever with the Lord.  So, death no longer scared me.  But mostly, I thought for sure I was going to die and I couldn't come to grips with it.  And so I began to plan my funeral and it made me feel a little better--the planning of it.  It's so weird, but if I thought I could just make folks play Christian music at my funeral someone might be brought to the Lord while hearing it and facing mortality and then it would be worth dying over.  So, the voice actually made sense to me because it said, "It's time for you to start writing down your plans."  

The only reason I question the validity of it was that it made all the sense in the world at the time, but at the same time--if I consider the experts, and I'm not saying expert Christians, just the experts, they'll all agree that it's too weird to be true.

Anyway, I did what it said,  I wrote down my plans and I felt much better even though it seemed to be the craziest thing to do.  It wasn't anything against scripture so I figured it was okay.  And it was.  But the thing is I wound up not dying!!  :)  I'm still alive. But I wont live forever, so my plans are in place just in case.

But I worry about folks that say they hear God's voice because my Father always thought God was talking to him.  He attributed to himself the powers of the Pope.  He said that when he spoke his words were from God and infallible.  And he had a whole bunch of people doing whatever he said.  Because clearly, my father WAS hearing a voice.  And the voice KNEW about all sorts of things going on.  And the people believed it because of the supernaturalness of the abiltity to know stuff and predict stuff.  But that didn't mean it was from God.

How frightening! Do you have any idea what (or who) the "voice" really was?

I hear HIM.....

.... in that still small voice
.... in worship and song
.... in prayer and adoration
.... in dreams and visions
.... in the wisdom He reveals
.... in spirit and in truth

but most often, with that big, old 2 X 4!

Gracey

Has Jesus spoken to you?

YES!!!! Every time I read His Word. (The Bible)

Brother Love :)

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Willowbirch,

Actually, yes it is very frightening.  That's why people get scared when people say they hear God talking.  Well, it wasn't anything electronic or magnetic because no one else could hear it.  So, it was in his head, I am sure.

I'm not saying that God doesn't actually talk.  We have the bible that says He does talk.  And we don't have to worry because the Bible also says His sheep will hear his voice.  And we can examine what these people do because "by their fruits you shall know them" anyway, nothing to be fearful about then.  Unless you are in a religion that tells you that men are infallible and that a man can be the voice of God too us.    

I believe that everytime I read the Bible, I am hearing the Lord.

Also, in '01, I was driving home w/ my daughters and husband(my husband wasn't driving b/c his leg was in an immobilizer b/c he was having surgery on his knee the following week)...anyway, we were heading northbound and all of the sudden I noticed this van coming out of the median pretty fast.  Well, I was in the left hand lane, and sped up a bit and switched to the right...but this gentleman still hit me...slammed into my back drivers side rear tire and sent me tipped on the side passenger 2 wheels spinning....and we ended up facing southbound.  Thank GOD the light at a major intersection was red at that time!!!  Anyhow, as I was spinning, a calmness came over me and I swear I just heard a voice say, "Don't worry, you're all going to be fine..."
We were...I mean, my daughters were both ok, a little scared from everything, I was ok...except for major whiplash, and same w/ my husband.  The peace I felt was just so warm and comforting...I KNOW it was the Lord.  Thank God I sped up when I did b/c if I didn't it would have been a LOT worse...and for the fact that we didn't flip over...I find that to be amazing along w/ the light, at around 5pm to be red.  
I know there has been many times I felt His voice speaking to me...not hearing it like I did then, but feeling it.  Am I making sense?