Have you ever been thinking about something, and when you ask a question you hear an answer in your mind? Two years ago, we lost our dog, and because of Covid it was more difficult to adopt at shelters, so I wasn’t sure where to look for our next dog. A voice in my head said, “It will come to you.” I took that as a message that I needed to be patient. Several months later, my neighbor said she was going to rescue a border collie. I asked my husband if we could see him, and before I knew it we had a new dog. Not only had he come to me, but it was a breed that I had always wanted to have.
Since I left teaching three years ago, I occasionally ask myself if I want to go back into the classroom. I was having my version of a conversation with God when I asked him to not open that door unless he wanted me to start teaching again. I said if he wanted me in the classroom I would go, but to please not let it be a possibility unless I was supposed to do it. That afternoon, something happened that proved to me I would not be happy going back to the job I was doing. I told my husband that God not only shut the door, he slammed it shut! I was a little sad because of the conviction that I was done with teaching, and I was scrolling through Facebook when words of encouragement were in front of me. It said, “Healing from the past wounds or past experiences sometimes feels hard, but don’t give up on yourself. Know that the trials and tests you go through are leading you to something better than before. No experience is ever wasted. Every challenge has a purpose. As soon as you figure out what it is, you will handle things better because you will be focused. You are loved.” The next morning, I was still a little down when I saw an update notification from my photo app. I have never opened this app, so I thought this was strange, and when I opened it there was a video collage from a family trip with the most peaceful music playing. I felt like it was a gift.
My family and I went to Goodwill to buy some books for my grandson. I had complained recently to my daughter that I was frustrated that I could not earn more money with my writing. When we were checking out the cashier looked at one of the books and said, “Oh, Richard Scarry. Do you know the story about his writing? This book was rejected 29 times, and then finally someone decided to publish it. He talks about refusing to give up on his dream and finally succeeding. I just think it’s something we should all remember.” My daughter was staring at me with a smile while the cashier was speaking. As we left my daughter said, “Well, if that wasn’t God talking to you, I don’t know what it was.”
These are only three examples of the messages God can send. Stay open to the messages!