I’m forty something years old and, have probably never been further than Walmart completely alone. That might be a bit of an exaggeration. I have, on occasion, driven to visit my family all alone; and they live a whole hour away! And I once went to Mexico, on a mission trip, without Steve; but there were others there that I knew. But Friday! Friday, I set out on an adventure to a far away place completely alone!
I walked into the airport nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof! It’s not like I hadn’t been there before, but I had no one to listen to instructions for me, or to make sure I was in the right spot at the right time! It was all up to me! Fortunately, I managed to board the correct plane and arrived at the correct destination!
Upon arrival, I have to admit, I was a little weirded out. It took forever to find the dang exit! And I could certainly tell that I was no longer in Alabama! I’m pasty white among my peers, but suddenly I was feeling rather transparent! I started thinking that, if I wanted a cab, I might ought to brush up on my Spanglish!
It weirds me out to get into a cab; especially alone. I mean, would a woman normally just hop into the car with a strange man all alone? I don’t think so! Unless, of course, your boss happens to be a pimp! I don’t know, it just seems unnatural. Nonetheless, I looked for a driver I thought might speak the best English and hopped in! I wasn’t sure if I should chitchat or just ride, but the driver turned out to be a nice gentleman and took me safely to my destination. He gave me his card and told me to call when I finished and he’d come take me back to the airport. I was relieved because, those of you who know me know that, I hate change! My first God wink! Definitely not the last!
Even though I had made it to my destination safely, it wouldn’t be without it’s own set of problems. For one, and the scariest thing of all, my phone was almost dead!!! I started to panic. Alone, in a BIG city, where I knew no one, with a dead phone?! I’d be stranded there forever! My picture would end up on the missing persons board at Walmart! My friends and family would be grief stricken! Obviously that didn’t happen because everyone I encountered was SO nice! I even had a chat with a man about God and how we have to allow Him to change our hearts. This man went above and beyond to help me, and actually made my trip a success! My second God wink of the day!
By this point of my trip I’m mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted. Soon, I’ll fill in all the details. (Sometimes God just asks us to keep quiet, and wait on His perfect timing!) I called the cab driver and got no answer. I’m not sure of cab etiquette, so I wasn’t sure if I needed to leave a message. I waited a little longer. In the sweltering heat. Head hurting. Eyes swollen. Sweating. And y’all know how I’m allergic to sweat! I called again and still no answer. I was feeling panicky again. Then, like a light from Heaven, a cab pulled up! Of course, I had no idea what to do. Did I wave my hand, like I’ve seen in the movies? Did I whistle for him? Ugh! I actually asked a lady nearby what to do. She said “just go ask him if he’s waiting on someone.” Again, I felt kind of yucky, like, “Hey, are you waiting on anyone in particular, or will I do?” That’s not what I actually said, it’s just how I felt.
Yet again, God sent another one of His people to help me! I know this is crazy, but I wasn’t sure which airport I had flown into! I never looked at the name! So when he asked where I was going, I just said the airport. He asked which one, and I looked at him like a deer caught in the headlights. “I don’t know.” I replied. He giggled, as if to say “God love her!” I told him it was about a twenty minute drive and he figured it out and, thankfully, took me to the right one. During the drive we had a nice conversation about God, and how He delivers people from addictions. He told me if I needed any help to call. He gave me his name and number, and even though I didn’t know him, I believed he was sincere. God wink number 3!
I arrived back at the airport and had to wait about 8 hours for my flight. I guess it’s a good thing I had so much time, because it took me forever to find where I was supposed to be! Funny thing is, when it was time for my flight to board, I found out I was at the wrong place! I ran as fast as I could, which isn’t very fast. When I got to the right spot, fortunately my flight had been delayed a few minutes! Dare I say God wink?!
I made it home completely drained but safely! I have to say that I was pretty proud of myself for not totally freaking out, not one time, on the entire trip! I realized (AGAIN) that God always gives us special grace to do difficult things! I remembered (AGAIN) that no matter where I am, I’m never alone and that God’s people are everywhere! And that the Holy Spirit allows us to recognize our brothers and sisters in Christ. And even though the trip didn’t turn out exactly as I’d hoped; it turned out exactly the way God intended!
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts. Isaiah 55:8-9