There has been so much tragedy in my recent life that I can't seem to see straight. But today, while talking with a friend about the whole ordeal, he helped me remember something really important.
The day I left China to come back to the US for the funeral, I had to be at the airport at 5:45 am. Whew! That is REALLY early, especially for a girl who usually gets to sleep late during the summer time. After arriving at the gate, having had my bags searched, my money belt almost confiscated, and my body scanned at security, I was finally able to plop myself down for a bit of a rest. While I was sitting there all alone cautiously trying not to fall asleep and miss my plane, a sweet little Chinese lady sat down next to me.
I hadn't really thought much of her presence until she started speaking to me in English. I was really quite surprised at how fluent she was in her conversation with me. There it was, about 1 1/2 hours before the plane was to take off, and all I really wanted was some peace of mind. But this sweet little lady wanted to talk. So, we talked.
About mid conversation, she offered me some crackers. I wonder now if my stomach was growling, since I had only eaten two meals since we landed twenty-four hours prior. She was also eating crackers and noticed I had no water to drink, so she promptly arose from her seat and was off down the corridor before I knew what was happening. When she returned, she was toting a bottle of water that she handed to me with a smile. I wasn't sure how to respond. I had been hungry and thirsty, but had no Yuin to purchase any breakfast. I shyly took the water with a return smile.
We talked until it was time to board the plane. It turns out that she lives in Michigan with her husband who is an American. She is a Christian. She had come back to China to visit family for a month and was going home to her kids. She made such a dark "mourning" time glow with sunshine.
So my question is : Did she choose that seat out of at least 50 empty ones on accident, or did God put her there just for me? Was she a blessing in disguise?
It seems to me there must be some kinds of blessing in all this tragedy. I just wish they were as clear as crystal to me right now. Lord, please help me to remember the good out of all this terrible. Lord, help me to recognize all Your blessings in disguise.
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Kathryn,
It is my belief that God sent that lovely woman to you to help you through this time when you were "alone". What a wonderful sign that the Lord is always watching over us even when we aren't aware of it until we look back on past events and see his hands working in our lives. I love you my friend
Sounds very much like she was placed by God. That's an awesome China Story by the way. I guess you did come home with a few of them!
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