As I arrived at LAX this morning, I knew that I only had the cash in my pocket to spend while I was traveling... It was going to be all day and I had three lonely dollar bills.
My plane rose in the air and I sent up a quick prayer... Please God, send someone to buy me lunch in Chicago. I had a three hour layover there and it was going to be a hungry time.
I used my three dollars to try to buy water, Cherry Pepsi came out. And arriving in Chicago I thought of my prayer, repeated it and took stock of my hunger. Not too terrible now, maybe it would be a day of fasting. One day is not too hard to bear.
Nope. While I was in the line for a shuttle across the airport conversation struck up between myself and a couple of other people, one of which was going to the same place I was, on the same flight. We chatted about small talk things and navigated toward our gate.
Then he invited me to the United Flyers Club. Aka, free food, free drinks, comfortable and cozy seating, easy access to plugs for chargers... Everything.
Salad, couscous, a brownie, and a glass of wine later, I'm sitting here in awe of our God. Listening to the story of a man about to retire in two years, who travels 40 weeks out of the year, and had a guest pass to a VIP club in the airport... God works in wonderful and mysterious ways.
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