A dear friend of mine, Aly, submitted this unique story of hearing God’s voice:
Several years ago, my husband’s company decided to move us to Beijing, China. They had never moved anyone overseas before, ever, and he had only been with that company for about two years. So we knew that God had moved us there for a purpose more than just business, but we also knew it was against the law to proselytize. That is, you can’t tell people about Jesus. You can’t pass out Bibles. You’ll get deported! So we just began to pray and ask the Lord how we could be a blessing to people there. And we felt like God was saying from every angle, “Just love on my people.”
So shortly after we moved there, one of the things we did to start loving on the people was that I started a ladies prayer group with a group of expat women. We prayed for a lot of things, including God’s blessing on China and also that He would connect us, somehow, to one of the many orphanages, to the people there, even though we didn’t speak the language well.
Several months after we began praying these things, I took our girls back to the US for a visit. The day before we flew back to China, we decided we wanted to take one full suitcase back with stuff that we could use there for ministry. So I had our older daughter, Abby, go out into the garage with me and stand before this big medical cabinet. My father had been a surgeon and he had passed away right before we moved to China, and they still had a ton of medical supplies.
Jer. 33:3 says, “Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and mighty things you do not know.” So we began to pray and ask God what He might have us bring back.
“Lord, please tell us what to fill the suitcase with.” Nothing. “You get anything Abby?” She said no. So I said, “Okay, let’s ask God again. “ “Any flashing neon lights” I asked her? “No? Me neither.” So I said, “Okay, let’s just take back all these surgical gloves. I’m sure someone can use them.” So we left the boxes of plain gloves and grabbed all the expensive sterile gloves and packed a whole suitcase full of them and headed back to Beijing.
When we got there, our Chinese driver picked us up. And when we got back to the house I asked him to help me put the gloves downstairs. He looked at me and said, “What? Why did you bring those back? That’s the stupidest thing I ever saw. You could have brought food. You could have brought clothes. This is stupid.” I told him I wasn’t sure why, but I knew that God was going to use them for something. I could hear him muttering all the way down the stairs about how stupid I was. So I asked God again to use them for something and to show him.
The next week I got a call from one of my prayer sisters and she said that her school was looking for someone to take clothing to a local orphanage but that she had no driver. Luckily, my husband was out of town so I had our driver there that day. So we picked her up, got the clothes and headed to the orphanage. After delivering the stuff and spending some time playing with the kids, we asked if we could have a tour of the orphanage. There was a very small room where they spent all their time, then two bedrooms upstairs that were lined with cribs, and a small kitchen, a small bathroom and then a room they called their medical room that seemed like a large walk in closet. It was stacked floor to ceiling with bins of clothes and a small table with a little cabinet over it. As we finished up, I spoke to the director through a translator that was there.
“Can you please tell her we are Americans? We travel back and forth to the United States often and would love to be a blessing to their orphanage. Is there anything they need?”
Through the translator, she said back to me, “We need one thing. We need one thing only. We need single use sterile gloves.” This was EXACTLY what I had brought back the week before. And they were the one thing they needed! I looked at my friend, Lisa, and we were both stunned!
“Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and mighty things you do not know!” I loved it because I felt like God was showing me that even when I don’t hear a voice in my mind, that if I am abiding in him, calling out to Him, He will direct my thoughts!
Then I literally ran out to the mini-van, jumped in and said to my driver, “Even you are going to have to say- WHO IS LIKE MY GOD? They need one thing here. One thing only. They need those gloves I brought back!”
Now understand, my driver knew I had never been there before. He drove me everywhere I went in Beijing. He looked at me and said, “I admit. That is very strange.”
(Aly is CEO/President of http://www.prayersisters.org)