My son and I travelled from Canada to Nigeria about a week ago
As we were praying as a family to leave the house and catch our flight, my husband pulled me close and started praying
He said “Lord, as I won’t be going on this trip with my wife and my son, please send your Angel to be with them”
We said Amen.
As we sat down at the airport lounge in the first layover waiting for our next flight, an elderly white man came and sat beside us.
Immediately my son started smiling at Him. This man told me to rest that He was here. He started playing with my son and running around the airport with him and I just sat down resting.
When it was time to go I said thank you and we left
When I got off that flight to enter the next connecting flight, this man was still on the next one with us
He Carried my hand luggage all around the airport. This bad was really heavy
He kept my boy super entertained because my son was obsessed with His pointy nose
At some point he went and got food and snacks and fruit. He carried my boy all around. And the long layover time passed like it was nothing
He was like our bodyguard, carry one help and nanny all in one.
Before we boarded the last plane heading to Africa, He told us He was leaving and heading back to Europe.
Before he left he looked at me and said “do you know my name?”
I said “no sir”
He said “my name is William”
That’s my son’s name. All the while I never knew. I was so shocked
I’m not sure exactly how we stumbled on a man who stood beside me almost my entire trip, helping me so much and making my journey a lot easier
All I know is that my husband asked God to send us an Angel and God did.
As you start this new week, remember that God answers prayer.
In the big and small aspects of life, involve God
The supernatural is real and very tangible for those who engage it
God is still healing people
God is still miraculously providing
God is still sending Angels on assignment
God is still answering prayers
Blessings!
I borrowed an umbrella from my Airbnb host in Kyoto. I forgot to return it when I checked out, and realized when I was already on the train to Osaka.
I felt terrible. It was a nice umbrella, not a cheap one. I messaged the host apologizing.
She responded: "No problem! Enjoy the umbrella. It's yours now."
I said I'd mail it back. She said "please don't. Postage costs more than an umbrella. Just use it and think of Kyoto when it rains."
I insisted I wanted to return it. She said "okay, but I have a different idea. Next time you see someone who needs an umbrella and doesn't have one, give them this umbrella. Tell them to do the same when they are finished with it. Maybe an umbrella travels all around Japan helping people."
That idea was so beautiful I agreed.
Two weeks later I was in Hiroshima and it started pouring. A woman with a baby was standing under an awning looking stressed. No umbrella, the baby was crying.
I walked over and gave her the umbrella. Told her the story in broken Japanese. She understood enough.
She tried to refuse but I insisted. Told her "when you're done with it, give it to someone else who needs it."
She nodded, said thank you about ten times, and hurried off with her baby.
I got soaked walking back to my hotel but felt good about it.
Sometimes I wonder where that umbrella is now. Hope it's still traveling, still helping people.
Many states in Nigeria are arid
Many states in Nigeria have 12 hrs of sunlight
Many states in Nigeria have flocks of sheep
But….
This is rocket science
I’ve been told that some men insist on being served freshly-cooked soup everyday and will vehemently refuse to eat ‘yesterday’s soup.’
Interestingly, I’ve also been told that most of those men don’t have money and that rich men are too busy to notice the difference.
Is it true?