I know that God called me to the park that day in August. There isn’t a single doubt in my being that He called me. I remember I was busy in the dining room when I finally said Okay, I’m going to the park! I think I need to get to the park! Something in my spirit—the Holy Spirit—was urging me and I chose to follow that rush of wind pushing me out the door.
I remember the path where He said Take off those earphones and the tree I was under when He said I will be walking with you and the baseball field I was passing when I thought If You will be here, I will come every day…until my birthday. I remember it like a momentous conversation with an extraordinary spirit that changed my life forever, because that is exactly what it was.
The thing is, I know the Holy Spirit has spoken to me countless times before, but I wasn’t listening. Oh, I have listened, but how many times have I dismissed that urging, that comfort, that warning, that gentle voice? And if I did hear, did I follow? God wants me to hear and obey. He has a good reason for that, in fact all of His motives, plans, words and whispers to me are good and perfect. His Holy Spirit blesses me, I need only listen and follow!
He replied, “Blessed rather are those who hear the word of God and obey it.” Luke 11:28
Meeting God at the Park 