When God Speaks, Who Will Listen?

By Dean P. Andrews

When I was young, I was mysteriously protected and kept from harm. I was hit by a car, severely burned on the palms of my hands, and literally thrown out of a car into a busy intersection. Somehow I never sustained any injuries. I had many questions as this divine protection and provision continued throughout my life. Little did I know that what I endured was part of a plan for me to know what I have now learned, and share this with all who will listen. These adventures with our heavenly Father not only gave me answers to my questions but also much understanding of our Father and His works. This book tells about my adventures and part of what I learned. It is the beginning of a series of books containing what our Father has taught me. It was not easy for me to hear. It was not easy for me to write. It is always difficult for us to listen to Him. All He is asking now is for us to listen to what He has told us from the beginning and respond.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Inspiring Voices
• Release date: Jul 28, 2014
• ISBN: 9781462409891

Dean P. Andrews

This is the second in a series of books written by the author during an unexpected encounter of close communion and divine instruction with our Heavenly Father as presented in When God Speaks, Who Will Listen?

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CONTENTS

Prologue

About This Book

Introduction

Chapter One The Awakening

Chapter Two Learning The Mysteries Of God

Chapter Three Act Two

Chapter Four This World

Chapter Five The Work Of Our Father

Chapter Six Overcoming The Evil Power Of This World

Chapter Seven Spiritual Warfare

Chapter Eight Speaking On Behalf Of God

Chapter Nine The Wonder Of It All

Chapter Ten What Our Father Wants Us To Know

Chapter Eleven The Mystery Of Salvation

Chapter Twelve The Message

PROLOGUE

What happens when something occurs that is beyond our normal understanding and capabilities? How do we explain these things? Do we just accept it, and move on? Do we just ignore it, because we do not understand it? Throughout my life I have had these types of experiences. I could not ignore them. I could not just move on with my life. I had to know what was happening, and what these things were all about. I knew that there was a power involved that could not be seen. I knew that these events were real, and I had to know why I was the recipient of so many of these strange events.

All of my life I have sought the truth. I have always had an analytical mind, questioning how things work, or why things are the way they are. This led me to a vocation of designing machines. I was good at this. I began this career when I was twenty-one, and it provided me with a very satisfying vocation. This inquisitive state of mind also led to my questioning other things. I found myself wanting to know the truth about this world. I had too many experiences that I did not understand beginning when I was very young. I wanted to know why I was not injured when accidents happened to me. I wanted to know why I felt the way I did when my mother died, and how I knew what I knew about death, and life after death. I wanted to know why things happened as they did with the women that I had married. I never wanted more than one wife. I never expected divorce to be a part of my life. I had little or no control of what took place. Perhaps most of us do not concern ourselves with things like this, but I do. I want to know why things happen the way they do. I never accepted that we cannot know about these things. For some reason I just never believed this. I somehow knew that we could gain knowledge and understanding of whatever we want to know, and I sought this throughout my life.

Learning of this type takes time. It does not come easily, or quickly. It also does not come through any man. It only comes from the one who created us. This is what this world is all about at this time. We are here to learn about our Father and be prepared for the eternal life that He has created for us to have and enjoy. My persistence to know the truth led in part to what you are about to read. The adventure that I have had with our Heavenly Father is real. I have been blessed in ways that even I do not understand. I was blessed with much understanding of what this world is all about. I was shown why we are here at this time. I was shown why this world is the way it is. I was given knowledge of what the future holds for us. There is purpose and reason for all that exists, and for all that takes place in this world. If you think that we cannot know these things, read this book. If you think that there is no God, read this book. The one who is responsible for everything that exists does not want to hold back the truth from any of us. I did not have this adventure just for my own benefit. I was not shown these things just because of what I wanted to know. We are His children. We are His pride and joy. He has been working with us to teach us the truth from the very first day that He put us here upon this earth. What He has shown to me is what he wants all of us to know. These books are not being written for me to make money. I rely on our Heavenly Father to take care of me. There is nothing that He cannot do. He wants to take care of all of us just as we want to take care of our children and provide all that we can for them. In order for us to receive this divine providence we need to listen to Him, and live as He has created us to live, in peace and harmony. In the past we have not listened to Him very well. He is hoping that this will change.

ABOUT THIS BOOK

This is the first of several books written as a result of unexpected experiences involving divine intervention and interaction. I cannot explain all that has taken place. All I can do is testify of what has happened, and share what I have experienced. I know what I have experienced with our Creator is not common today. I had questions for a long time about my life and this world. So much took place that made no sense, and was not a product of anything I did myself. All of my questions were answered in a way that caused me to listen to the one who created us, and hear things that were not easy to hear. I was corrected in things pertaining to our life and this world. Little did I know that much of what I believed was not correct.

In order for me to be shown these things I had to be taken somewhere where I could be alone with our Heavenly Father. I know this sounds crazy. Like most of us I did not believe that God works with us like this today. I was amazed as He opened my eyes to what I now know. He enabled me to study and read without being disturbed. The place He took me to accomplish this was not where I would ever choose to go. It was the Michigan Department of Corrections. It was no coincidence that I was taken to the department of corrections. That was exactly what our Father did with me.

The title of this book reflects what this work is all about. My eyes and ears were opened to truth that was not easy to accept. This all came to me in ways that I could not deny. As I was given this understanding I was also directed to write what I was shown. This also was not easy. I had never written any book, and did not believe that this was something that I could do. This first book tells what I encountered. The books that will follow are:

THE PURPOSE OF THIS WORLD

THE RISE AND FALL OF AMERICA

THE SECOND EXODUS

NEVER LEFT BEHIND

THE PRISON OF MY SOUL

As strange as this may seem today, our Heavenly Father wants to talk with us. He can and will communicate with us in different ways just as He has done from the beginning. Nothing has changed with Him. I have already experienced this. I have no idea how much this will be believed by anyone. What I do know is that we are going to continue to hear from our Father. He wants us to be ready for that which is to come. Jesus taught us to pray for the kingdom of our Father to come upon this earth, because that is what is going to take place. Every one of us has been born to be a part of the kingdom of our Father. He has given us our agency, the ability to choose for ourselves whether or not we want to be a part of His kingdom. We can have a taste of what He has created for us to have and enjoy. This comes through the baptism of the Holy Spirit, the marriage of our spirit with the Holy Spirit of our Father. Yes, we have made many mistakes. Like a good father, He has tried to correct us, and will continue to correct us in order for us to have what is good. Whether or not we will listen is yet to be seen.

INTRODUCTION

I do not know how many people really believe in God anymore. As for me, I cannot question His existence. For reasons that I cannot explain I have been allowed to know Him in a very personal way. Beginning when I was very young I had experiences with Him. Through different acts of divine care and dreams and visions I was given proof of His existence.

I know what I say will be difficult for anyone to believe. It was not easy for me to receive. This came to me in a very strange way that I certainly never expected. One thing that I have learned the most with God is to expect the unexpected. There is so much that we do not know. This is His world. We are a part of what He has created, and of what He is doing. What you are about to read is not fiction. It is true. I hope that you will allow what I have experienced to help you in your relationship with our Father. There is nothing in this world that can bring us more joy and happiness than knowing the truth about our Heavenly Father and what He is doing.

When I was a child I began to see the truth of a divine being watching over us. I had several serious accidents. I was once burned severely on the palms of my hands. This took place when I was in kindergarten. We had an appliance for making popcorn that was plugged in and working. I was playing with my brother and sister as we crawled beneath the dining room table chasing each other. I caught the electrical cord with my arm and pulled the appliance off the table. I instinctively grabbed it as it fell. The pain of my palms being burned was excruciating, I think I screamed all the way to the doctor. There is little that can be done with injuries such as this. The doctor applied some type of salve, and wrapped my hands in cloth bandages. He told my mom injuries such as this take a long time to heal. I can remember going to school. Everyone made fun of me. I looked like a mummy. I kept my hands in my pockets as much as I could to avoid them laughing at me.

A week or two later I had to go back to the doctor to have the bandages changed. When I went everyone was expecting to see something very nasty when the bandages were removed. That is not what happened. As the doctor carefully removed them everyone stared at my hands. There was no sign of any injury. There was no evidence at all that I had ever been burned in any way. The doctor did not know what to say. Nobody expected this, especially him. All he could do was confirm what was obvious. My hands were completely healed. There was not even a scar as a sign that my hands had been burned.

Prior to that event I had two other similar incidents. The previous year I had been thrown from our car in the middle of a busy intersection. As my dad made a quick left turn, the door next to me somehow came open, and I flew out of the car onto the pavement. I cannot remember how far I slid upon that road. What I do remember is that somehow I was not hit by any other vehicle. I also remember my mothers’ surprise as she ran to me, and examined me. She saw no sign of any injury. There was no blood. There were no cuts or scrapes of any kind. My dad picked me up, and carried me back to the car. They really did not know what to do. We were on our way to the home of my aunt. Upon my insisting that I was okay, we continued on our trip. They watched me closely throughout that day, but it was as if the accident never took place.

The first experience that I can recall similar to these took place when I was four. At that time we had milk delivered to our back porch. One day I thought that I would help my mother by bringing the milk inside the house. It was summer. I went barefoot out to the porch dressed only in a pair of shorts. As I attempted to pick up the bottles they were wet and slippery. They both fell from my hands onto the cement. There was milk and glass all over the porch. I was scared, and started to cry. I ran back into the house screaming. Upon learning what took place my mother went to the porch to see the damage. When she saw all of the glass, she became alarmed. She ran back into the house where I was sitting, and looked at my feet. Somehow I had run back into the house through all of that broken glass without being cut at all. My feet were fine, and completely unharmed.

When I was ten I had what was probably the most serious accident of my childhood. I was riding my bike. As I pulled out onto our street from the sidewalk, I did not see the car that was coming. The driver of that car also never saw me. I rode right into the path of that car. The impact sent both my bike and I for a rough ride on the pavement. The driver did not even have time to hit the brakes before he hit me. That bike was very special to me. I had won it for being Michigan safety patrol boy for the month I was really more concerned about the bike than anything else. I got up without any thought to my condition, picked up the bike, and began to carry it back to my house. The driver of the car yelled at me to stop, but I did not listen. As I walked on the sidewalk carrying my bike my mother came running towards me. She had heard the screech of the tires, and ran out of the house to see what had happened. She demanded that I put down the bike, and rushed me into the house. After seeing how badly my bike had been bent she could not believe that I was not hurt. As she examined me she was even more surprised as she could find no injury at all. She looked over my entire body. Somehow I was okay. There were no cuts, no bruises, or any sign whatsoever that I had been hit by a car. The driver of the car came to our door, and he and my mother discussed what to do. I insisted that there was no reason for me to go to the hospital. Once again I was protected somehow and kept from being injured when I should have been seriously hurt.

I grew up wondering about all of these things. When I was thirteen I had another strange experience that caused me to wonder even more. I had a series of frightening visions. For four nights in a row I was awakened from a sound sleep, sat up in my bed, and would see a rocking chair on the floor towards the end of my bed. There was nobody in the chair. It was simply rocking by itself. There never was an actual rocking chair in my room like this. The only rocking chair was in our living room. That was a very special chair. When we were little our mother rocked us to sleep every night. She also rocked us when we were scared, or hurt. About two weeks after I had these visions, mom got sick. She had to go to the hospital for tests. They found that she had some type of infection in her back. That infection turned into cancer. For the next two years she was in and out of the hospital having operations to remove the cancer as it spread throughout her body. She died when I was fifteen. When she died I never cried. I did not know why I felt the way I did. Somehow I knew where she was, and that she was okay. Everybody was really concerned about me, because of the way I acted. What I did not realize for many years was that the visions had prepared me for her death. I was shown that the rocking chair was going to be empty.

I continued to have these types of experiences throughout my life. I had no idea what this was all about. In addition to this I found myself being different than my friends. I always had a lot of compassion for everyone. I felt best when I was helping other people. I was a safety patrol boy for many years. My mother did not want me to do this, because my older brother had been seriously injured while he was on patrol. Not only did I do this, but I insisted on having the same corner where my brother was injured. My mother tried to talk me out of this, but I persisted, and patrolled that same corner. This was why I had been named Safety Patrol Boy of the Month and awarded the bike that I mentioned.

While I was in high school I found another way to help people. Most of my friends liked to drink. For some reason this did not interest me. I never did drink, use any drugs, or do other things like this that my friends wanted to do. I never understood why I felt the way I did. It all just somehow seemed wrong to me. When they wanted to drink I would drive, and see that they returned home safe and sound. The most difficult challenge I faced came when I started dating. Many of the girls that I dated wanted to do more physically with me. I have to admit that it was not easy to turn them down. I wanted to enjoy what they wanted and offered. Somehow I also was able to refrain from this in spite of the strong natural desires that I had.

The compassion that was a natural part of me led to my helping many people. I was a Big Brother when I was married to my first wife. I loved children. Later I was a Foster Parent with my second wife. I also volunteered to assist Habitat For Humanity building homes, and served on their local board of directors where we lived in Missouri. After that marriage ended in divorce I was a weekend supervisor for a homeless shelter for a while. In addition to these things I always was involved in church activities, and visited people when they were sick, or in need. I was the happiest when I was doing something to help someone. I thought much about God. Before the death of my mother I went to church regularly. After she died I did not go for quite a while. I tried to read the Bible. I was always busy working a lot of hours, and helping others in my spare time. Reading was not a priority.

In spite of how I tried to live, keeping myself clean from many vices, and helping those in need, I suffered in many different ways that made little sense. These always took me by surprise,