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Sweet. Rod found me in the gutter on my way to a bar (a lot behind that whole story but...). He wanted to share a vision he had from God with me and kept apologizing and telling me I may think he was nuts but... Me I didn't think it was nuts at all. When his hand took mine to help me step onto the sidewalk all I could feel was the love of my bestest friend as a child when we first met and I could still see her beautiful white hair and brilliant blue eyes and remember the feel of the touch of her hand but it was in Rod's. I felt 'my friend'.Because people interpret the world through their own experiences. If they've never listened when God speaks to them, they assume no one else can hear Him, either.
The first time I met my husband, I was on a date with my then-boyfriend. He wanted to go to a game store near my house and try out a roleplaying game he'd never tried called Champions. We got there, everyone sat down around this big conference table, and I saw the most beautiful man ever on the other side sitting next to the GM. All the sound went out of the world for a moment, and I heard a voice clearly in my head saying, "That's him. That's the man you're going to marry." I knew it was the voice of God, and went home that night and broke up with my boyfriend. Of course, then I realized that I had no idea what the beautiful man's name was or where to find him, other than he obviously hung out at that game store at least occasionally. I went back until I found him again, about a week later. Two months after that, we got married.
My husband has freely admitted that he thought I was some kinda nuts for years because of this. However, we are about to celebrate our 27th wedding anniversary in February, and have three wonderful kids and five (so far) wonderful grandkids, so he's now willing to allow that the voice was either God, or at least a very accurate form of insanity.
Thirty eight plus years ago...