Have you ever had one of those Saturday nights where you pulled out of mom's house at night and you stop at that stop sign, you see muzzle flare to your right and realize you are somewhere you have no business being. You put your truck in reverse and the you hear glass breaking from bullets passing through like it was not an obstacle at all.
Later on you find out that those were bullets from an AR-15 but you arent really trying to know the difference at the time.
One of those bullets passing right in front of you, not at a speed where you are able to be aware of it. It has your seat belt harness and then shatters. One major peice hits you on the side of your head, another piece breaks a hole in your glasses and over 30 little piece dig themselves into your cranium.
You black out and in that moment, you black out for an instant, you dont hear anything and you have no feelings, you are free from that world and you hear Gods voice.
He does not say one word but teaches one powerful lesson.
"To everything you wanted to do in life, I have already given you all of the tools you need. You can either choose to follow my voice or follow your own."
Like I said "I spoke to God once. He didnt say much."