A still small voice

I have had such a poor experience with a racist Social worker I have really been thinking that I would no longer open my home to children in need. It has been a very bad experience that has left a bitter taste in my mouth that I will not soon forget. Its funny how when we get ourselves into a mindset of how we are going to handle things ourselves that God just sort of sits there and listens to us rant and rave and then once we think we have it all figured out, and know just how were going to handle something he steps in and says ok now heres what were going to do about it. I have often cracked jokes at people who said "God spoke to me" because I honestly dont fathom how that could really happen....until now that is. This weekend I was out shopping and I ran into a man that used to be a customer in the store I worked at. We barely knew one another...just a casual hello. But I knew enough from our casual exchanges in the store to know that he was God fearing born again Christian. While we were talking this weekend he said to me that he and his daughter drive past my home several mornings a week and see me getting the kids off to school or playing with them outside. He stated to me that he loves riding by my house because (in his words) he could feel the love for the children just by driving by.....then he looked me squarely in my face and said to me "what your doing is a good thing so dont stop it...just keep it up." The moment he said that to me is was like a small voice inside of me said "keep taking care of the children and I will take care of whatever gets in your way." The verse in Psalms 105:15 popped in my head..."Touch not my annointed one". Now please understand that I am not saying I am an annointed prophet or anything but I do believe that God put it in my heart to be a foster parent....its the ministry that I feel called to do. I believe God set that man in my path this weekend to send me a message. A message I was happy to receive....to keep on keeping on! God will deal with the person who has treated me wrongly. He has a work that he wants completed. When its completed he alone will be the one to decide. I can see now that Satan set that woman in my path to see how I would deal with her. She hurt me. But I cant allow it to stop me from doing what I know God has called me to do. I will let that hurt go now...and let God deal with it. And the next time someone says to me that God spoke to them...maybe I will just smile and remember a time when he spoke to me too.