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voice of God.
It happened to me two summers ago when I was very troubled about a personal problem, and I heard one of my fellow choir members say--in a context completely removed from my situation--exactly what I needed to here. She was not talking to me, and she did not know me well enough to know of my problem, but she said exactly the right thing.
Another time, many years ago, when life felt hopeless and I felt trapped, a friend wrote back in response to my Christmas letter to say, in essence, that I was in the wrong environment and underachieving (and not in a good way) and that I needed to make a change.
When my goddaughter was a senior in high school, she had a bad attitude and no direction, despite being very bright. In that case, my mother took her aside and acted as the voice of God, sketching out two alternative futures for her, one if she kept on her current path (ending up as yet another impoverished rural single mother, like her older sister), and another if she changed (the sky was the limit). Mom must have been authoritative, because my goddaughter got her act together and now has a responsible job and a nice husband and children.
I think we recognize the voice of God when we hear it, because it makes us think, "Yeah, you're right. I hate to admit it, but you're right."
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