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Unexpected Encounters

When I left the Mole on Thurs. little did I know what the next couple of days would bring to me and who I would meet along the way. Like most people I want the day I fly to go smoothly with no complications and no hold ups. In the past 3 yearsI I really haven’t had any problems with flights…praise the Lord. I’ve lost one suitcase and I’ve had my share of running for my next flight when the flight I just got off was late and barely making the flight. Running through the airport trying not to trip over my own 2 feet and not hyperventilating. I think I have had my best exercise in those times:>)

Our flight from the Mole to Port au Prince went smoothly. The day was beautiful to fly and all our luggage just fit into the 5 passenger plane. Spending the evening at a hotel in Port au Prince just chilling for the day and getting a good nights rest was wonderful. The next morning went smoothly as well as we arrived at the airport and went through security to start our day of travel. Our flight to Miami went well and even the crazy long walk to customs and getting luggage to recheck went great. Then to Chicago we headed. This is when things started. Our flight ended up leaving much later…imagine that!! Which meant we were going to cut it close to catch our last flight home. Like down to the last minute close. Thankfully we gained an hour, but it was still going to be close. When we landed we must have been at the very end of the airport because our flights were at the opposite end of where we landed. My prayer during our flight was that our intern Erica would make it home that night. I knew how excited she was to go home. We quickly as possible went to see what gates we needed to be at, but hers was not on the board. I couldn’t leave her there so I went to the counter and they said the flight already took off and the next one would leave shortly. They already had her on it and we took off running. I said my goodbye’s and showed her to her gate and off I went. Went I reached my gate they were pulling away from it and I was put on the next flight that didn’t leave until 10am the next morning.

Thank you Jesus for answering my prayer and getting Erica home. “God will make a way where there seems to be no way.” You are faithful.

So with all this lead up where are the unexpected encounters you might be asking yourself:>) I sat down at one of the gates after I had my usual first meal…chinese….I know still rice, but so much different than I am used to:>) I settled in watching the news channel that is piped in. I knew I couldn’t watch to much without going balistic…lol God knew that too because just as I was thinking this a little elderly lady came and asked if I need some company. She was from Germany and was traveling to Oklahoma City to visit her daughter. She too had missed her flight. She was so very precious. She sort of reminded me of Mrs. Claus…Really. For the next couple of hours we would laugh and share stories. Actually I listened quite a bit as she told me about her family and her time in Germany. Such history and so fascinating.

Well a couple of hours had gone by and enter encounter number 2. A Commander in the Army who has been serving our country for the past 18 years came and asked if he could join our little party. He had missed his plane as well and he was sitting at his gate alone and got up to walk around and found us. Seems like we were the only people in the airport in our area…well, besides the workers cleaning. So the Commander sat down and we all talked for the longest time. We all were getting pretty tired so the Commander moved the seats around so that we could stretch our legs out and attempt to sleep. My elderly friend crashed and the Commander and I continued to chat. He ended up falling asleep on my shoulder and I was back to the news. I couldn’t fall asleep.

Around 3am he woke up and appologized for falling asleep on my shoulder and we gan talking about the places he served and the difficulties. I could tell even though he didn’t talk a lot about it that he had seen a lot, especially the 42 months he served in Bagdad. He reminded me not to believe the news reports that we see. I agreed with him whole heartily. He asked me a lot of questions about Haiti and what I do. I shared a lot of the story that brought me there and my faith. I can’t say he shared his, but he certainly was intrigued by what I shared. I asked him if he entered the Army after high school and he said he entered West Point, but felt he wasn’t bright enough to be there. He told me he always wanted to be in the Army, to serve his country. It was an honor and priviledge to thank him for all that he does and all that he sacrifices so that we can have freedom in this country. We talked a little more and he ended up falling asleep again on my shoulder.

Morning came and I went to get breakfast and came back and the Commander was gone, but my sweet friend from Germany still sat there and we enjoyed our conversations. We talked about our faith and God’s Word. I hadn’t asked her name in all the time we sat together…her name is Margret. We talked about why she was coming to Oklahoma City and she told me she was coming to be with her daughter as she has surgery. They found a small cancer in her breast and found it early enough they believe she will be fine. I walked Margret to her gate and she told me she knew that our meeting one another was not by accident. I agreed with her and told her I would pray for her daughter. She was moved to tears and I gave her a big hug and she gave me a kiss on the cheek and thanked me for looking out for her.

Sadly enough I did not see the Commander again or got his name, but I do believe our time together encouraged him and opened his eyes and heart to seek Jesus. I pray that he will not only serve the Army of the US, but more importantly the Army of the Lord. Please keep our military in your prayers.

These unexpected encounters I believe were not by accident and they made me realize how important it is to make every opportunity count for Christ. I don’t know if I will ever see these 2 again on this earth, but I do pray that I will see them again in heaven. Planting seeds and harvesting as well as tending to those that are growing in the faith. There is much work to be done to advance the Kingdom….Here, in Haiti and all around the world. When you have unexpected encounters… how will you make Christ known to them? Will you take the opportunity to listen well, to listen to their heart and show them Jesus?

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