Yesterday, while waiting at the Lowell Train Station, I had an interesting, spiritual experience. I think that I heard the voice of God. But he spoke to me intuitively, not in a booming tone as one might expect.
I had just taken the train to Lowell, a city with a large drug population, lots of crime and inexcusable poverty. I walked over to a bench to wait for my husband to pick me up and noticed a weary sad-eyed young woman, who looked to be in her young twenties. Something inside me…the voice of God, I believe, told me to speak to her. “Hi! How are you?”, I said. She replied with: “I want to go home.” “I can’t go home…” I said: “Why not?” She said: “I have no money for the train”. Without even thinking….the voice of God, I believe, told me to say: “I’ll give it to you…how much do you need? She proceeded to tell me that she had just gotten out of jail for drugs and wanted to get out of Lowell for good, to get away from it all. All the while she had tears in her eyes.
I gave her the money and questioned myself, wondering if I had done the right thing. But I watched her as she bought a train ticket, and not drugs. She came back to sit beside me and thanked me profusely. I said: “The only thing I want you to do is help someone else, in need, someday. That’s how the world should be. And try to stay away from drugs.” She nodded her head, tearfully.
Did I really hear God speak to me or is this some delusion? I prefer to believe that it really was the voice of God. And if I got scammed, it only cost me a local train ticket.,

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