Not sure about the rest of you that are mentally out, but every now and again I still have those moments where I think "Ok God, if this is in fact the true religion and the organization is right and I'm on the wrong path, send me a big, glaringly obvious sign that I can't ignore.
Anyways, this past Sunday my husband and I just did not feel like going to the meeting. We weren't in the mood to sit through it. We slept in, relaxed, then around the time that we were supposed to be leaving, went to the store to do our grocery shopping. As we walked in, I jokingly said to my husband "I hope we don't see anyone from the hall". Well wouldn't you know it, an older brother from our hall (who professes to be of the annointed no less), had been out in service and was just there grabbing a quick lunch before the meeting. He saw us and said hello, and kind of gave us an odd look, like "hmmm it's fifteen minutes until the meeting starts and these two are here in their street clothes ready to do their grocery shopping".
I felt like God was telling me I really should go to the meeting that day.
We didn't go, but it was one of those moments that made me wonder.
Have any of you had experiences like that?