The Day I Spoke with God: He Told Me His Name

I’ll never forget this moment.

Years ago, I was sitting in quiet conversation with God. I asked, “What is your name?” And without warning — without thinking — a sound came out of my mouth. Not once, but twice.

Yeaaaaawhaaa.

It didn’t come from my mind. It came from somewhere deeper. Like a vibration, a current, a truth that spoke through me.

I’m not here to convince anyone of anything — only to share what I experienced. And maybe, just maybe, it will mean something to you, too.

Have you ever felt something speak through you? Let’s talk in the comments.