Nemeth Notes

...tell Him what you want...

That's how the old song goes; don't forget the heavy twang. Yes, we twang a lot here in Alberta. It's not the only way to sing, but sometimes it's right.

This is the story of someone who got a call from God. Literally.

Monica was a single mom of a sweet little girl, and they had just moved back to her home state. She didn't have support. She had transportation trouble. She had financial trouble. She had lots of trouble. She had cried out to God in desperation one night, "God, if you're there, please help me!" Nothing happened, then.

But she did have a friend who called, and they were chatting and her friend was telling her about this special program they were going to have at her church. She wasn't sure she was interested, and to make matters worse, there was a little person who kept interrupting... her daughter was at her play kitchen, holding her play phone, and saying, "Mommy! Mommy! MOMMY!" Finally Monica said goodbye to her friend, and in exasperation said to her daughter, "WHAT?!" Mikaela said, with complete and sincere urgency, "The phone's for you. It's God."

Monica froze. She cried. Why would God want to talk to her?

Then her friend called back. "I just found out they're having a special service, but we have to leave in 10 minutes."

"We're going!" Monica said.

That night she heard Good News like she had never heard before. She accepted Jesus, and 10 years later she still cries as she tells the story.