Headphones

It was on a icy January night where I listened to God. The roads were slick and I was driving home from a party and on the way back I decided to go a different route. I don't know why I did but I just had this small pecking inside me to go a different way home.

Sure enough, as I stopped at a stop sign there was a car on the side of the road with a guy inside. I turned the car around and opened my window to ask if he needed any help. I asked, "Do you need any help?" He saw me, turned on his car battery, opened his window and I asked again, "Do you need any help?"

He replied, "I got a tow truck coming here soon, but I appreciate you stopping."

I acknowledged. He put his window back up. I put my window back up. I drove away. He sat in his car waiting for a tow truck. I took a long U-turn around the block so it wouldn't be awkward if I drove by him again.

As I drove back home I saw a police man coming down the road, and then a little later as I was going through the round-a-bout I saw a tow truck entering the round-a-bout.

I didn't do much that night other than just pull a couple of U-turns but I do believe that God speaks to us like that. Little heart nudges. I always had imagined it like a loud drum but this was more like a soft whisper.

I had the choice to reject or accept. Say yes or no. Confirm or deny.

I might not have done much for the guy sitting in the car waiting for tow truck, but it did something to me even though I didn't have the intent to help myself.

Maybe God has some headphones we just haven't put on yet and maybe we just have to pray to find them. My friend started praying that God would show him ways to love people. They plugged into God, started listening for little heart nudges. It probably wasn't easy at first, but he would come to us with stories of the transforming power of love. I never saw the people he talked about in the stories, but you could tell that he had started to change. That something was different.

That the headphones were getting louder.