Jason and I found ourselves on a plane that was about the size of our bathroom. You know, the kind of plane where you pray no one sits next to you because the term "too close for comfort" would be an understatement?
Although, I found my attention was drawn to the airplane attendant instead of the uncomfortable circumstances. I closely watched her assist people with the normal demands of frequent flyers. She quickly walked back and forth helping with luggage, drinks, and comfort... all with a smile on her face. It was getting late in the evening and there were about twenty-five people packed like sardines in this small jet. We were all tired, including her!
In that moment, I heard a gentle pressing on my heart that would have sounded like my own "random thought," if I hadn't known what my Heavenly Father's voice sounded like.
"I want you to encourage her," He begins.
I said to myself, "but the plane is so small, this is not the place to begin a conversation. Besides she is working (AKA- I'm too tired)."
I immediately had another "thought" pop in my head, which I knew Who was speaking, "Then write her a note and give it to her when you walk off the plane!"
Still acting a little defiant and looking for an excuse, I reluctantly said, "Well I don't have a piece of paper!"
"Look in the pocket of the seat in front of you," He replies without hesitation.
Sure enough as I rumbled through the sky magazines and misplaced candy wrappers, there was one blank piece of paper waiting for me as if God placed it there for this very moment. He was laser beamed focused on encouraging His beloved and He went through a lot of steps to make sure it happened. All He needed was a willing participant. I quietly giggled to myself and marveled at His heart towards His children.
As the pen hit the paper and the ink began to spill over the words that came from her Admirer, I could barely keep up with how quickly the message came to me. Before I started writing, I didn't have one word to express. Simply because this note was not from me, it was from God. Yet as soon as my faith superseded my doubt, the words leaped from my heart onto this paper and within five minutes I had a full page love letter to someone I considered a stranger. But this was no stranger to God, this was His daughter who had forgotten her identity and God wanted to remind her. As I walked off the plane, I handed His daughter the love note and I whispered, "May this bless you!"
She accepted the letter without hesitation and thanked me.
My part was complete! I was not given the opportunity to see or know how she responded. Probably because it was intimate and private for her and only God to experience together.
I have thought about this woman several times after our encounter. Had she cried out to God the day before in doubt of His existence? Was she feeling worthless and second guessing herself and God wanted to encourage her?
Whatever the reasons and timing, God knows and He cares! He will stop the whole universe to speak to His children. The real question is, ARE. YOU. LISTENING?
(I snapped a picture of the note while my husband was reading it on the plane before I delivered it to the flight attendant. Yes, I tell my husband everything! LOL!)
Although, I found my attention was drawn to the airplane attendant instead of the uncomfortable circumstances. I closely watched her assist people with the normal demands of frequent flyers. She quickly walked back and forth helping with luggage, drinks, and comfort... all with a smile on her face. It was getting late in the evening and there were about twenty-five people packed like sardines in this small jet. We were all tired, including her!
In that moment, I heard a gentle pressing on my heart that would have sounded like my own "random thought," if I hadn't known what my Heavenly Father's voice sounded like.
"I want you to encourage her," He begins.
I said to myself, "but the plane is so small, this is not the place to begin a conversation. Besides she is working (AKA- I'm too tired)."
I immediately had another "thought" pop in my head, which I knew Who was speaking, "Then write her a note and give it to her when you walk off the plane!"
Still acting a little defiant and looking for an excuse, I reluctantly said, "Well I don't have a piece of paper!"
"Look in the pocket of the seat in front of you," He replies without hesitation.
Sure enough as I rumbled through the sky magazines and misplaced candy wrappers, there was one blank piece of paper waiting for me as if God placed it there for this very moment. He was laser beamed focused on encouraging His beloved and He went through a lot of steps to make sure it happened. All He needed was a willing participant. I quietly giggled to myself and marveled at His heart towards His children.
As the pen hit the paper and the ink began to spill over the words that came from her Admirer, I could barely keep up with how quickly the message came to me. Before I started writing, I didn't have one word to express. Simply because this note was not from me, it was from God. Yet as soon as my faith superseded my doubt, the words leaped from my heart onto this paper and within five minutes I had a full page love letter to someone I considered a stranger. But this was no stranger to God, this was His daughter who had forgotten her identity and God wanted to remind her. As I walked off the plane, I handed His daughter the love note and I whispered, "May this bless you!"
She accepted the letter without hesitation and thanked me.
My part was complete! I was not given the opportunity to see or know how she responded. Probably because it was intimate and private for her and only God to experience together.
I have thought about this woman several times after our encounter. Had she cried out to God the day before in doubt of His existence? Was she feeling worthless and second guessing herself and God wanted to encourage her?
Whatever the reasons and timing, God knows and He cares! He will stop the whole universe to speak to His children. The real question is, ARE. YOU. LISTENING?
(I snapped a picture of the note while my husband was reading it on the plane before I delivered it to the flight attendant. Yes, I tell my husband everything! LOL!)
