GOD LOVES YOU! HE KNOWS YOU!

On Friday night and Saturday morning my sisters and I attended talks
by Sister Ann Sheilds at Most Holy Trinity Parish. It was so good! She covered the basics….God’s personal love for each of us! How many of us really believe that? I mean really believe it and live our lives like we
believe it? She suggested that we read Psalm 139. Also if we really
believed this, how can so many of us sit back and let the slaughter of
the innocent take place every day. How do we elect a President who
thinks it’s even OK to kill a child after a failed abortion? How do some
think that other social issues are just as important as a human life?

She also went on to talk about the importance of prayer and reading
scripture. To spend just 15 minutes a day with scripture and not only
telling the Lord our needs but to also listen to His still silent voice.

I’ve heard that voice many times in my life. It’s not auditable but more

of a thought or phrase that seems to come from no where. I must admit my
prayer life has not been very good lately. Maybe that is why I haven’t heard
His voice lately. I must admit I’ve been very lazy in this very important
area of my life. Listening to Sister Ann has once again inspired me!

Prayer changes things even if it’s only us! She said that sometimes

the situation may get worse because we have engaged the enemy!

Satan is a reality andwe are in a spiritual battle! I will blog some more on

her talks but for now I want to leave you with this true story that
I found in Sister Ann’s book;

Pray and Never Lose Heart.

Name: Ken GaubCountry: USADate: 11/17/99
Praise_Jesus: Testimony by Ken Gaub
Do you believe that God not only loves you, but knows where you are and what you're doing every minute of the day? I certainly do after an amazing experience I had several years ago.At the time I was driving on 1-75 near Dayton, Ohio, with my wife and children. We turned off the highway for a rest and refreshment stop. My wife Barbara and children went into the restaurant. I suddenly felt the need to stretch my legs, so waved them off ahead saying I'd join them later. I bought a soft drink, and as I walked toward a Dairy Queen, feelings of self-pity enshrouded my mind. .I loved the Lord and my ministry, but I felt drained, burdened. My cup was empty..Suddenly the impatient ringing of a telephone nearby jarred me out of my doldrums. It was coming from a phone booth at a service station on the corner. Wasn't anyone going to answer the phone?.Noise from the traffic flowing through the busy intersection must have drowned out the sound because the service station attendant continued looking after his customers, oblivious to the ringing. ."Why doesn't somebody answer that phone?" I muttered. .I began reasoning. It may be important. What if it's an emergency? Curiosity overcame my indifference. I stepped inside the booth and picked up the phone.."Hello," I said casually and took a big sip of my drink..The operator said: "Long distance call for Ken Gaub.".My eyes widened, and I almost choked on a chunk of ice. Swallowing hard, I said, "You're crazy!" .Then realizing I shouldn't speak to an operator like that, I added, "This can't be! I was walking down the road, not bothering anyone,and the phone was ringing... " .Is Ken Gaub there?" the operator interrupted, "I have a long distance call for him.".It took a moment to gain control of my babbling, but I finally replied, "Yes, he is here." .Searching for a possible explanation, I wondered if I could possibly be on Candid Camera! .Still shaken, perplexed, I asked, "How in the world did you reach me here? I was walking down the road, the pay phone started ringing, and I just answered it on chance. You can't mean me."."Well," the operator asked, "Is Mr. Gaub there or isn't he?" ."Yes, I am Ken Gaub," I said, finally convinced by the tone of her voice that the call was real. .Then I heard another voice say, "Yes, that's him, operator. That's Ken Gaub.".I listened dumbfounded to a strange voice identify herself. "I'm Millie from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. You don't know me, Mr. Gaub, but I'm desperate. Please help me."."What can I do for you?".She began weeping. Finally she regained control and continued. "I was about to commit suicide, had just finished writing a note, when I began to pray and tell God I really didn't want to do this..Then I suddenly remembered seeing you on television and thought if I could just talk to you, you could help me. I knew that was impossible because I didn't know how to reach you, I didn't know anyone who could help me find you. Then some numbers came to my mind, and I scribbled them down.".At this point she began weeping again, and I prayed silently for wisdom to help her..She continued, "I looked at the numbers and thought, 'Wouldn't it be wonderful if I had a miracle from God, and He has given me Ken's phone number?'.I decided to try calling it. I can't believe I'm talking to you. "Are you in your office in California?".I replied, "Lady, I don't have an office in California. My office is in Yakima, Washington.".A little surprised, she asked, "Oh really, then where are you?"."Don't you know?" I responded. "You made the call.".She explained, "But I don't even know what area I'm calling. I just dialed the number that I had on this paper."."Ma'am, you won't believe this, but I'm in a phone booth in Dayton, Ohio!"."Really?" she exclaimed. "Well, what are you doing there?".I kidded her gently, "Well, I'm answering the phone. It was ringing as I walked by, so I answered it.".Knowing this encounter could only have been arranged by God, I began to counsel the woman..As she told me of her despair and frustration, the presence of the Holy Spirit flooded the phone booth giving me words of Wisdom beyond my ability. .In a matter of moments, she prayed the sinner's prayer and met the One who would lead her out of her situation into a new life..I walked away from that telephone booth with an electrifying sense of our Heavenly Father's concern for each of His children..What were the astronomical odds of this happening?.With all the millions of phones and innumerable combinations of numbers, only an all-knowing God could have caused that woman to call that number in that phone booth at that moment in time..Forgetting my drink and nearly bursting with exhilaration, I headed back to my family, wondering if they would believe my story. .Maybe I better not tell this, I thought, but I couldn't contain it. ."Barb, you won't believe this! God knows where I am!"
GOD ALSO KNOWS WHERE YOU ARE. PLACE YOURSELF IN HIS HANDS, CONCENTRATE ON KNOWING HIS WILL FOR YOUR LIFE, AND HE WILL NEVER FORSAKE OR FORGET YOU.
From the book: "God's Got Your Number" by Ken Gaub. To order a copy--contact: Dr. Ken GaubKen Gaub World Wide MinistriesPO Box 1 Sun Hills Estate Yakima, WA 98907Phone: (509)575-1965Website: www.kengaub.com/index.htmlEmail: ken@kengaub.com