4:08 AM and my alarm goes off.. I had to wrestle two tiny bodies off of me and get myself out of bed (don’t worry they were not dead…the little bodies were my two daughters, Harper and Scout). I had a flight that left Albany, NY at 6:00 AM heading to Roanoke, Va with a connecting flight through Atlanta. I got to the airport at 5:04 (yes, exact time) and walked to find the Delta Baggage check in and was greeted by a LONG (at least 50 people) line and I slightly panicked that I would not get my bag checked, through security and to my gate in time. Well, now don’t worry…I made it with 7 (yes, 7) minutes to spare. I am usually very talkative when I am on a flight if the other person is in the mood, but I sat next to two identical twins who were maybe 16 and didn’t seem like they wanted to engage in conversation, but who could blame them it was 6 AM on a Saturday morning. The flight was smooth and I got a few minutes of shut eye.
Must be the thick hair
and thick thighs
I got off of the plane at the Atlanta airport, one of my favorite places in the world. Anyone who knows me knows that I LOVE people watching and there is NO BETTER place for people watching than an airport. The Atlanta airport is huge and it being New Years Eve it was packed! It was heaven on earth for me. 3 plus hours (Yes, my next flight didn’t leave until 12:15) of pure people watching goodness. I also play silly games with myself and try to at least get 10,000 steps in for a day. So, I put two and two together and got to walking and watching. Up and down every terminal looking from the left to the right wondering where these people are going, where they are coming from and observing their interactions with the people they are with. As my boarding time for my flight was drawing near I decided to head back to the gate I was departing from. While I was walking I was on the phone with my mom when a man crossed across a crowd and came up in my face and said “Hey, are you that tennis player?” I said “Huh? Tennis player?” “He said you know that one who just won the Wimbledon?” I was thinking wasn’t that Serena Williams?? Anyways, after he realized that no, I was NOT a tennis player he asked what I did and I said I was a Personal Trainer and he said that made sense. We got to talking a little bit and out of nowhere he grabbed both of my hands and all of the sudden he started to PRAY.
THIS IS WHERE THE WHOLE ANGEL TOPIC APPLIES.
He began to pray and it went something like this:
Oh Father, I know you lead me to this woman and I was to pray for her as I know she is very special. She loves people like I have never seen before. She doesn’t know me, but she loves me.
She makes people feel very special and respects people. She has this light about her so let YOU shine through her. Let young girls be influenced by her and see You. She is gifted. She is going to be very influential in her life to many people around her. Bless her. Amen.
And then proceeded to give me a big bear hug. THIS WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF ATLANTA airport with people staring because let’s just say he was not a quiet guy. I responded to him with a THANK YOU for such encouraging words. I also let him know that I was, too, a follower of Jesus. That, in fact, I worked for Northstar church in charge of the college ministry. He said I knew I was shining Jesus’ light. We took a selfie, he gave me another hug and said be blessed and was on his way. I turned and walked away in almost shock, but also full go JOY. What an encouraging moment. It was almost like he knew me. He knew my love for people. It was like he knew that my number one strength was Individualization. I boarded the plane with a little skip in my step, a small boost of confidence and a big smile on my face.
I know God has gifted me and has a way of encouraging when we least expect it. Even if this man was just a crazy man or even crazier, maybe he was an angel. I was deeply encouraged and know that I want to be a reflection of Christ to anyone who is around me or walking past me in the Atlanta airport. Do angels exist?