Announcement - God Spoke to Me Tonight

I was sleeping with the tv on as background noise.  Actually I had my laptop connected to tv, with rainymood.com  going.  I like the sounds of rain.  Suddenly a feeling of perhaps shutting off the tv came over me, it was sort of an emotional question - 'shouldn't the tv be turned off?'  My body stirred a bit and mentally I said, 'no, I'm not shutting off the tv unless God tells me to; I mean really tells me to.'  I stirred a bit more.  The question firmed up in my head - 'shouldn't the tv be turned off' - and I examined it, seeking its origin, determining its tone and  its mood.  I realized this feeling and thought came from  my unconscious, certainly not from a Supreme Being.  I reiterated my refusal and started to return to sleep, when suddenly a deeper feeling arose, something alien, a mixture of expectation, waiting for something and a kind of fear.  My ears came to attention, so to speak, and I heard, mentally, "mmmm, hey."  That's it, "mmmm, hey," that's all I heard, the content of the thought so to speak.  I asked myself, 'what is this,' 'some kind of a test?'  I turned over in my head this new feeling and the accompanying 'words.'  It was an attestation of the original feeling and vague question concerning turning off the tv.  I had a feeling of having been addressed by a strange and powerful presence, something now in the past.  The thought ocurred - 'alright you wanted God to speak, he spoke, what now (are you going to obey?).  A brief feeling of disgust came through me.  I argued with myself.  'This didn't sound like God; it sounded like a surfer dude - "mmm, hey" - like I was walking on the beach and a dude just walks up, board in hand, all dripping from the ocean and greets me as he passes by.  Another analogy was as if someone had just woke up, spotted me and said, "mmm, hey."  Did God just wake up and decide to speak to me?  These were not the words I'd expect God to use, but I couldn't deny the awe that went along with the words.  I remembered a passage from Isaiah, "my thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways my ways."  I concluded that God indeed had spoken to me.  Now what was I to do?  'Shall I exert myself, turn off the tv, or turn over and go back to sleep,' I wondered.  I got up and at the same time I suddenly heard a loud sound, like a car door slamming, coming through the back door of the house (the screen door was closed and locked, but the heavy wood door was open, it's summer, so sounds from the back of the house could easily pass inward); understand that it was about 1:30 am, I had been asleep since 10 pm; I grabbed the remote, shut off the tv, went to the back door and looked out on the dark scene of my backyard and the neighbor's driveway to the right - nothing.  I returned and went to the laptop and wrote this blog.