My I Need a Hug Story

Yesterday, Linda Lee posted a post from Leslie Leyland Fields, which you may view here. It’s a beautiful example of how our loving God cares for us, and demonstrates His love for us in so many different ways. I strongly recommend you take the time to read Leslie’s story.

Leslie’s story reminded me of one particular event that God orchestrated from start to finish, in my own life, many years ago, and I am going to share it with you now.

A number of years ago, during my morning prayers, I felt an urge to tell God that I needed a hug. I know it may sound silly, but that is exactly how I felt. I even explained to God how I knew He was a spirit etc, but I still felt like I needed a hug from Him. I finished my prayers, went off to work, came home, ate supper with my family etc. In the early evening I became very aware of an almost overwhelming urge, that I absolutely NEEDED to go to a Christian Summer camp meeting that I had just recently seen advertised. I had seen a sign on the road about it, as I drove home from work. I told my wife about the overwhelming urge I had, and asked her if it was alright with her if I went and she told me to go ahead. We had three small children at that time and this was about the time that we put our three little rug rats, to bed.

I drove to the meeting, it was a relatively small Pentecostal church camp building that I had never been to before, and I went inside. I sat down right at the back. The Pastor was speaking and shortly thereafter he invited anyone who needed a blessing or prayer to come up to the front of the room. Normally when an invitation like this is given, people come forward right away. But no one moved. Not one person. I heard a voice in my mind telling me that I NEEDED to go to the front. I stood up at the back and walked forward. As I walked forward, others then followed behind me. I knelt and the others behind me formed a horizontal line and did likewise. There was about ten of us that had come forward. The Pastor went from person to person, laid his hands on each person’s head and said a prayer. He came to me and did likewise. Nothing exceptional happened. The Pastor said a final short prayer and blessing and the prayers were all done. I got up and was walking away when an off duty Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RCMP) officer came right up to me and said, “I don’t know who you are but God told me to give you a hug!“

What a beautiful and loving God we have! God heard what I thought was a silly little prayer, and He orchestrated His response that I shall never forget as long as I live. I would have missed this if I hadn’t responded to the leading of His Holy Spirit and gone to the meeting. I would have missed this if my wife hadn’t been open to her putting the children to bed alone. I would have missed this if I had stayed at the back of the camp meeting room and then gone home.

On Leslie’s post, she encouraged her readers to share one of their stories and many did. I am going to do the same thing. Jesus told us that God knows the very number of hairs on our heads and that He knows what we need, before we even ask for it. Sometimes we forget that, and we ought not to forget.

Share with us how God touched your heart, like no one else can and lets give God our thanks as He justly deserves!

Worthy is the Lamb! Blessings!