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What if God has been speaking to you all along, but you just haven't been hearing Him? Michael Bennett is a successful investment banker who has everything figured out—except his relationship with his father and his faith. The drive to his father's 70th birthday celebration becomes desperate when a violent storm forces him onto dangerous mountain roads. Michael experiences something he can't thoughts that sound like his own but come from somewhere else. Warnings that save his life. Promptings that lead him to help strangers. Guidance that defies logic but proves remarkably accurate.
As bridges collapse, lives hang in the balance, and mysterious helpers appear, Michael discovers that the "still small voice" his father talked about may not be religious nonsense after all. Through a harrowing night, he learns that God speaks in ways he never expected—through thoughts, circumstances, dreams, and more.
"Through The Storms" combines compelling fiction with biblical teaching that is entertaining and helps Recognize the different ways God speaksDistinguish between their own thoughts and His voiceUnderstand how God speaks through peace, Scripture, and circumstancesDevelop confidence in hearing and following God's directionPart One tells Michael's gripping story of spiritual awakening during a crisis that reconnects him with his father, saves a stranger's life, and opens the door to restored love.
Part Two provides biblical teaching through a story in a story, when a fictional Bible college professor explains the Biblical foundations behind hearing God's voice, including Scripture references and practical applications.
Whether you're skeptical about hearing from God or eager to learn more, this book offers both a thrilling story and solid Biblical guidance for recognizing God's voice.
Perfect for individual reading, small groups, or anyone seeking to deepen their relationship with God through better spiritual listening.
...without warning, a vivid image flashed across his mind—it wasn't like his imagination – it was more like something projected onto his consciousness, like a scene from a film suddenly spliced into reality. He saw his own car from the outside as if he were an observer standing on the side of the road. He saw his car reach the center of the bridge. The concrete beneath it crumbled—not gradually, but like sand pouring through a child's fingers. The front end dropped nose-first into the raging current. The entire vision lasted barely a second, but it struck with such force that Michael gasped, slamming the brake pedal to the floor.
The truck behind him honked again, longer and more aggressively. Michael's hands rested uncertainly on the wheel as he processed what he'd just seen. Just his imagination? Fear playing tricks on him? But it had felt different, more like reality than imagination.
Making a snap decision, Michael flipped on his hazard lights and pulled to the side of the road, leaving room for the truck to pass.
The warning inside him hadn't faded—it had only grown louder, heavier, impossible to ignore. Behind him, the truck pulled confidently around him, its headlights glaring.
Michael frantically rolled down his window, waving his arms to get the driver's attention. "Wait!" he shouted into the storm.