Depart: Atlanta, GA; Arrive: Spokane, WA

On the way home from Atlanta, Georgia, I ended up missing my first flight and having a 2-hr. delay, then a 4-hr. layover for my connecting flight; but it was all completely worth it, because God gave me the most amazing opportunities to talk to people about Him all day long: their views on Him and just their stories! It was so awe-inspiring seeing Him in everything. Seeing Him even in myself (which was a surprising glimpse!), because that's not normal for me to have that kind of boldness to talk about my love for Jesus with other people and, frankly, not being able to Help but share about Him because I just felt so head-over-heels in love with Him and HIS love was overflowing out of me!!! It was like the man of my dreams had just declared His love for me (which God DID!!), and anyone who came in my pathway had to hear about the love of my life. Isn't that ridiculous?!! Definitely different than anything I had ever experienced in myself before. And God in His sovereignty just arranged for all of these serendipitous opportunities to converse with person after person about Him, people who Wanted to dialogue about Jesus even, almost as if orchestrating my whole day according to HIS plan was nothing for Him (hhmmm...I wonder... ; D). Lord, give me eyes to look to you, ears to hear Your bidding, and a heart full of willing obedience!! Flying home into the sunset on my last flight was the most beautiful confirmation of God's providence. The whole flight home the man sitting by me (Mike) and I conversed about missions, both local and overseas, God's enormous, personal love for the stigmatized in society and teaching your kids about that love (he has two kids). Toward the end of the flight, I was just gazing out the window, basking in the day's last remnant of fushia light, when Mike suddenly leaned forward next to me, saying "Let's pray together before we land." And so a week of God's poignant manifestation of Himself to me at training camp drew to a close in the same manner that it began and had its being: through prayer. Praise God for His serendipitous ways!! I never thought I'd find myself praying with the stranger sitting next to me on a 1-hr. connecting flight! ; P Could God's detail-oriented hand Be any more evident, even using my missed flight for His purposes?! Though maybe all along He intended for me to miss it...Thank You, Father, for giving me Your perspective to see Your manifold goodness and still rejoice in You despite an unfavorable circumstance! I just ask of You that might be more often the case!! Let me see You at work and join in alonside that work to let You use me, even in the unique ways where I must simply trust You that it is working out for good, because You are good.