What God asked me

God moments. Sometimes they are few and far between. Some, like Moses, had the rare privilege of conversing often with the King and Creator of all life. For most of us, it's more of an impression, or a thought that the Holy Spirit puts in our hearts (minds), guiding us along the way as promised in the Bible.
I remember the first time I had one of these moments, where I was sure that it was God talking to me, impressing me, guiding me, and not some other distraction or idea. I was reading my Bible. Daily Bible Study. I had finished reading one of the books of the Bible, and I wanted to know what I should read next. Obviously, I wasn't going from Genesis to Revelation. So, I prayed. I prayed about it and God gave me the answer. Hebrews. I was so thrilled. Wow! God actually answered my prayer - immediately - and that study of Hebrews was so sweet and so special. Unfortunately, moments like that don't happen often for me.
Recently, there was another moment. This time, I didn't even pray expecting an answer. I was just talking to the Lord, expressing a heavy heart. There was much weighing on my heart right then, and it almost became a burden whose weight I could physically feel. I'm sure you've been in that situation as well. So I went to bed, sighing and bemoaning my burdened heart.
In the middle of the night, God asked me a question. So boldly, so out of the blue that I totally felt like every ounce of adrenaline was running through my veins. I was now very alert and aware of what had happened. Whoa. He asked me a question! He didn't give me an answer, God asked me a question. How many stories can you remember in the Bible where God starts out asking the questions? I was shaky and humbled.
So, what was the question? It was the only thing God said to me. Just one simple question. "Has Jesus changed Chronicles 11:15?" Okay, so what kind of a question is that? I mean, first of all, is it I Chronicles or II Chronicles? Then what does this mean?
Greta had cried during the night and was in bed with us, so I couldn't get up right then and look in my Bible, without waking her up and causing a crying festival. So, I lay in bed, my mind racing, trying to think of what that passage was. I mean, I know my Bible, but not that well. Some references I know, like 1 John 1:9 or Proverbs 3:5,6, but Chronicles 11:15 didn't jump out at me.
Next time, I'll tell you which Chronicles it was and how God helped my heavy heart.