God Doesn't Take a Vacation!

I don't know if you guys were praying that I would have opportunities to minister while I was in New York, but God sure went out of His way to make sure that I did =). He gave me a couple of prophetic words for people in my family's Baptist church and for a couple of people on the street. Nothing incredible happened with any of those, but I know that if nothing else they encouraged the people and made them wonder.
Yesterday (Tuesday) I was in the Rochester airport waiting to fly back home. I volunteered to get bumped in case of an oversale because they give you a $400 voucher for any flight, and since I fly a lot that would be really useful. While I was waiting, an Asian woman (I later found out her name was Din) sat near me crying and told me she didn't know what she was going to do. She said her reading was not very good and that she was scared she would get lost. She also said she was very worried about her son who was in the army and he usually helped her. I talked with her and tried to comfort her, but my mind was still on getting bumped. She said she hoped we would be seated next to each other.
They started boarding the plane, and apparently they didn't need to bump me. I wasn't seated next to her, and it was a pretty uneventful flight, except that they wouldn't let us land in Atlanta because of weather and we had to go to Tennessee to gas up. I knew that Din would be really worried about her connecting flight, and I also knew that God wanted me to help her, since I know the Atlanta airport pretty well. I think this is also the reason I wasn't bumped.
We finally got off the plane in Atlanta around 9 (we boarded at 3), and I called my parents to ask if I could take her where she needed to go. They said yes, of course.
I knew where she had to go, so I checked the screens and her flight had been delayed until 10:30. I found her and told her that I would take her, and she thanked me over and over again and said that if I hadn't waited for her she would be "dead". I talked with her about her son.
Once we got to her concourse, she kept asking me if she could buy me something. I told her no and that my parents and I were going to eat somewhere. I got her to her gate and she asked me again if she could buy me anything, and I said no, but that there was one thing I did want. I told her I was a follower of Jesus and that I believed that He put me in her path to help her because he cares for her. Then I asked if I could pray for her just to encourage her, and she said yes, and asked that I pray for her son. I did, and she seemed very happy. She told me she loved me when I left.
I wanted to share this to encourage you.

in Christ,
Chrissy