Kelly's Testimony (Part II) by Kelly Kahron ien awi

Anyway, this went on for several months, every time I chose an egg, I would hear that same voice: "DON'T EAT THE EGG" and nothing else. I would ask questions and try to get other answers, to the why of it all, and nothing. I really started to get aggravated. I said God if this is You and You are trying to teach me something, please let me know.

And He answered me, but in this way? God does not always just blurt out our answer, we have to be patient, we have to be sensitive, we have to know when and how He is communicating with us? this is the way that He chose to answer my questions: I received this e-mail:

Does God Still Speak To Us?
A young man had been to Wednesday night Bible Study. The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord's voice. The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does God still speak to people?"

After service he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several different ones talked about how God had led them in different ways. It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "God.. If you still speak to people speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey."

As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought, stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, "God is that you?" He didn't get a reply and started on toward home. But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk. The young man thought about Samuel and how he didn't recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli. "Okay, God, in case that is you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk.

He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home. As he passed Seventh street, he again felt the urge, "Turn down that street." This is crazy he thought and drove on past the intersection.

Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street. At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh. Half jokingly, he said out loud, "Okay, God, I will". He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop.

He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in a semi- commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed.

Again, he sensed something, "Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street." The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep.

He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat. "Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid."

Again, he felt like he should go and give the milk. Finally, he opened the door, "Okay God, if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something but if they don't answer right away, I am out of here."

He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?" Then the door opened before the young man could get away.

The man was standing there in his jeans and t-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger standing on his doorstep. "What is it?" The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, "Here, I brought this to you."

The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway speaking loudly in Spanish. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face. The man began speaking and half crying, "We Were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk."

His wife in the kitchen yelled out, "I ask him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?" The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man's hand.

He turned and walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face. He knew that God still answers prayers.

Author Unknown I found this at: http://www.gagirl.com/stories/index.html

And here is where God is funny at times, He smacked my head like the V8 commercial and it finally became clear. It was God talking to me saying "DON'T EAT THE EGG" but it had nothing to do with the egg, it had everything to do with listening and obeying without question.

I had to develop hearing from Him, I was testing the spirit as He tells us to do in His word. It took 4 months before I really got it. God does not have 2 way conversations very much, He doesn't with me anyway. I hear him now, and then I know and then I go, knowing that if I am wrong, He will lead me and teach me thru lessons, that always strengthen my faith walk in Him. I love the way He teaches me.

So now I laugh with God, knowing He just wanted me to obey without question, for that lesson.

What a great God we serve!

He tells me to write a book, but I can't write I tell Him. He tells me to write, just start.
Here are the books I wrote: I know now it was all to spend time with Him and get closer to Him and His word. He let me know after it all that they would not be published, but one day I could share them for free with others.

1) Finding your purpose "a journey towards heaven on earth"
2) The story of the praying mantis
3) The Rainbow Bridge
4) Spirit drops
5) Heaven chips
6) God's Aquarium "the story of the world's oceans"
7) The seven fold Spirit of God

After 6 years of writing and learning. He gave me the name of a publisher to send the manuscript to. He taught me to hear first, then to obey immediately. He was teaching me not to lean on my own understanding, and He shared with me after all the lessons, that they would never be published. There should be No "copywriters" on anything God gives to us freely. Nobody should be selling God in any form.

I just tucked all the work into a file folder and keep moving with God. He took me through so many more little lessons, taking me from a regular faith to and unshakable faith. Knowing I could do no wrong, because I was totally 100% letting Him lead my "spirit". saying "Yes, Lord" all the time.

My computer even crashed one time, and I lost all the books I wrote and all the things I had been working on and saving, photo's and to many things to mention. He tested me to see if I was okay with losing it all, if I trusted enough that He was in control of it all, and if I needed anything, I could get it back. But I learned again, to let go and keep moving with Him. That nothing else was important.

Christ came to me one day and asked me if I was ready to "follow" Him. I said Yes, Lord I am. And He said to me are you sure? And I looked at Him kind of puzzled because I thought that I was already following Him.

All of a sudden my entire life was burning all around me, everything. All I could do is just look and watch it all being lost, I had no control of the vision that He was taking me through. After it was all burnt up, I stood in this pile of ash with a grey background and nothing else. I remember exactly how I felt, there were things I was attached to that I couldn't have known unless He took me thru this vision.

Then Christ asked me if I was okay with that? I looked around me and everything was gone. I realized then that I was not as ready as I thought I was.

Here is where I learned the *true* character of Christ Jesus. He let me have everything back in an instant. I looked up at Him with tears in my eyes, and I fell to my knees and put my face in my hands crying and feeling so unworthy of the love that He was showing to me. Even now my eyes fill with tears, as I type to you because it was so real, so vivid, He touched me in real life and I was still attached to more than just Him. How could I not have been ready?

Christ then shared this story with me: He sat me upon His knee, as His little child, and shared with me that many people know Him just as I do Tom Cruise (Christ just used Tom as an example, because he was very popular at the time). He asked me, "Do you know who Tom Cruise is"? I said "yes, Lord I know who Tom Cruise is". He asked me if I knew him personally? I said "no, I do not know him personally". He then shared with me that this is the way that people know Him. They know His name, they know of Him, they have heard the stories. But overall they do NOT personally know Him, they do NOT have a relationship with Him. He is not real to them. Then He shared this with me, He told me that the *image* we see of Him is not Him. That it is a counterfeit and many will be deceived thinking that they know Him, but have only worshipped this image of who they thought was Him. Never to develop a personal relationship with Him.

I asked Him why? And He told me there were multitudes that did not know Him personally or hear His voice. He thanked me for the years I searched and seeked for Him, and for the times I spoke to Him without answer, for the building of my faith, to really know He was real. And for staying like a child and sharing without hesitation, because of the great love I have inside for Him. Then He kissed me and told me He would never ever leave me or forsake me ever.

Christ Jesus, Yeshua, our Messiah then came to me again some months later and asked me again, if I were ready to follow Him? I said Yes, Lord, I am ready to follow You.. He asked me again, if I was sure, and I wondered why, He was asking this again. I thought if He burns everything down again, I can handle it this time, but this time He also burned all of my relations, people that I love. I fell to my knees and cried even harder, because I knew I still was not ready, even though my head was saying yes, my heart was saying, I don't think I can really handle this yet. Christ listens to our heart, we can't fake out our heart, we can fake our minds, and even be double minded, but we can't fake our heart. Our heart is where the truth of who we are rests. Our mouths can be speaking one thing, while our heart is saying the total opposite. Christ hears and listens to the heart.

He gave me several more months, and appeared to me again, this time I was fully ready. I was so moved by it all. The love, the care, the patience that He gave to me as I was being prepared and equipped for what is ahead. I needed to trust in Him and be attached to nothing in this world or of this world.

I hugged Him so tight and kissed Him because my whole life changed coarse that day. I now die daily, I move with His Spirit, I trust Him, I hear His voice, I have a very close personal walk with Him and life is good.

My friend and I were riding bicycles down a street. This car was heading down the street right for him and I tried yelling out, "A car", but my voice was silent. I saw a huge cloud hand of God come down from the heavens and cup him and push him safely to the side of the road. My friend said to me "did you see that"? I was silent because I wanted to hear what he had to say first. He said he almost got hit, but this force guided his bike to the side, he could feel the tugging and pushing. And I said to him, "you're not going to believe this". And I told him exactly what I had seen.

It was that day that God started to become very real to me, even though I felt Him here and there and my spirit knew He was there, I still pictured Him way up in the sky in heaven. I did not feel worthy to call upon Him, because I knew others needed Him more than I did. I did not want to take His time away from others in need.

That was the enemy making me think that. Because God is close enough to "kiss" all of our cheeks, He is omnipotent, He can be everywhere at all times. He wants to be there for all of us, if we let Him be. This was a visible expression of God to me.

The next day I was driving to work, and on the radio was about sharing your miracles, I called in and to my surprise I got onto the air right away, to share this story. I told the guy on the air the story, and I will never forget what he said to me. He said: "Isn't it amazing, how sometimes God will open the scroll and reveal Himself to us".

The next day I received a Christian magazine in the mail from a Benders book store with a featured book called "Beyond Words". I couldn't believe my eyes, because the cloud hand on the cover was the exact hand that I just saw of God.

I had to humble myself before the Creator, asking Him if I was being deceived or tricked. I did not want the enemy to have access into my life at all. He assured me I was not being tricked, but was ready to see.