When I was about 6 or 7, I had a tree swing in a huge 60 or 75 foot Cottonwood tree in our backyard. I was by myself sitting in the swing and I started hearing crackling noises. I looked up but didn't think anything about it and a voice told me very forcefully to move and stand on the patio. No sooner had I gotten to the patio and turned around than a huge tree limb, easily over 50lbs., fell right on the swing where I'd been sitting! I ran in and told my mom that I'd almost been killed and of course she didn't believe me...until she came outside and saw the tree limb on the ground with the plastic seat crushed beneath it. She started screaming and crying and grabbing me. When my dad came home, he was very amazed and scared by the size of the limb and he asked me what had prompted me move and I told him that a voice told me to move. My parents, who were both Christians, naturally gave God the glory for saving my life.
When I was about 9, my dog, Princess, got out and ran away. She'd been gone for almost 3 weeks and I remember my dad saying that she couldn't be gone that long and find her way back and that if someone had found her they'd probably kept her. Well, one Saturday morning I had climbed into bed with my parents and was on my mom's side looking at the bedroom wall when all of a sudden this tall (up to the ceiling tall) glowing figure appeared. I don't remember speaking the words but I remember thinking the question in my mind, if he (the angel) would bring my dog back to me today. The figure nodded and then just disappeared. Well, of course I woke my parents up and told him that the angel said he would bring Princess back today. I remember my parents just looking at each other and trying to get me to understand that after 3 weeks Princess wasn't coming back. I have to tell you the faith of a child is something, because I was not deterred. I boldly told them that she was coming back that day. My mom and I went shopping and got home in the early evening and can I tell you my dad met us at the door and told us that a lady had found Princess with her collar on and would be bringing her back later that evening. We got her back that day, just like I'd asked, and the angel had indicated would happen.
God is so good and I can look back on those childhood experiences and know that God is real and that he cares about everything concerning me.
Those are beautiful stories. I am trying to worship like I did when I was a child. I was recently thinking that when i was a child I praised God so much more. In school and church we sing more songs and read more scriptures of praise.
It use to be that whenever I walk out my house I would recite the 23rd Psalm. But now I have also added Psalm 100. Yes I want God to protect me but I should also remember the words of praise.