Delta Flight #2161… Seats19A, 19B, & 19C

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I sat down to occupy 19C for my flight from Atlanta up to Philadelphia.  An ordinary day I would say until my seatmates arrived one at a time sitting down in 19B then 19A.  We all wiggled into place and searched for seatbelts among our full figured bundled winter bodies.

I had already began to read some things in preparation for my weeks work so I was not much of a conversationalist during the boarding process of the remaining passengers.  I did overhear those seated next to me as they continued to exchange pleasantries, career paths and geographic locales they call home.  I soon realized the tone of the conversation began to change to that of tears and emotion.  I wasn’t eavesdropping it was just in my face and unavoidably obvious.  The young lady seated next to me in 19B began telling the gentleman in 19A about her very sick grandmother in the hospital.  The tears gushed from her eyes as she spoke fondly of her grandmother.  The desperation in the young ladies voice for her grandmother to get better was ever present!  She was returning home in hopes of getting to the hospital so she could love and care for this special lady.

Before I could even say the name of Jesus, the man in 19A grabbed her hand and said,  “Let me pray for your grandmother right now!”  “What is your grandmother’s name?”  Ya’ll…my heart overflowed with the love and presence of Jesus right there on that crowded plane in the midst of people shoving luggage into overhead compartments and getting settled!  As soon as I heard the “Amen” leave that man’s lips, I reached across them both and patted their arms with a word of thanks for being willing to call out to Jesus right in the middle of a crowded plane.

As you can imagine, we had church!   We all work in healthcare, but we also found ourselves placed in a row of 3 seats as brothers and sisters in Christ.  David and Tyesha were their names.  David has pastored for thirty something years and is from Atlanta while also working in healthcare as an independent consultant.  Tyesha is a nurse and lives in Philadelphia.

We instantly felt a kinship and began chatting and sharing various stories and scriptures as God opened the door to our conversations. His presence is never more real to me than when He takes me by surprise and blesses my socks off when I’m least expecting it.  He is truly alive in the hearts of His people!

I was able to share the story of my Me-ma being ill and how the ER doctor provided a prescription for her to read Joshua 1:9 prior to finding out she had a terminal cancer in 2010.

Tyesha was smiling and thanking God for placing us all together on the flight. She thanked me for sharing about my Me-ma and was drawing strength from that scripture already.

Joshua 1:9

Have I not commanded you?  Be strong and courageous.  Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.

He sees our needs even before we do.  He books flights with our brothers and sisters seated next to us because He knows what we’ll need and when.  He is in all things, not some things.  He is good all the time and loves us more than we will ever be able to dream up in our little minds.

Thankful and Blessed,

Kelli

 

 

 

 

 

 

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One Comment

  1. Shana Hensley
    Posted January 22, 2014 at 9:16 am | Permalink

    Kelli! This post brought tears to my eyes! God knows just what we need and when we need it..It’s in those moments we get to see how big He really is! I struggle with fear daily and take Joshua 1:9 with me everywhere I go. Miss seeing you gal!

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