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I gave her my card.

Yesterday Beth and I flew to Las Vegas. Beth was doing a find-a-word puzzle with words from the Bible and I was reading Beautiful Outlaw. That book is so good that I laughed out loud, and I cried, and sometimes I just had to share. Well, the lady sitting next to Beth asked Beth if I was Catholic. Beth said no that I was Anglican. She looked puzzled when we said Anglican so I explained to her that we were basically Catholic but that I didn't believe in the Pope. Then I laughed and said that I did believe there was a Pope and Beth and I giggled. Then we all went back to our games and reading.

As I'm reading I realized that for her to ask that question then she has had to be listening. My heart smiled because obviously her ears were open to hearing about Jesus. It is hard to hear on a plane between the pressure changes and all the noise going on around us.

Later, as we were waiting to deplane we found out that they were leaving the same day we were - we were going to be on the same flight :) I had that little voice inside of me say to give her your card but I ignored the voice. She is a young Asian woman and her husband is standing over us in the aisle and there is no way they want an old ladies card. So I didn't give it to her.

In the airport Beth and I rested a bit after we got off the plane. Beth has just had knee replacement surgery and my knees are just that same mess that they've been. When we get up to head to our luggage we see a restroom and we stop. I finish first and I'm waiting on Beth and the young girl is in front of me across the hallway waiting for her husband to leave the restroom. This time I reach into my purse and I grab my card and I hand it to her. I say give us a call if you need anything. They are staying at Caesars but they aren't renting a car. So the mother in me combined with the Holy Spirit won out. She did look at me funny but she took the card.

We saw them AGAIN :) I swear to you this is so weird. They are young and fast. Beth and I are not so young and very slow and this airport is huge. I didn't realize it but they were standing beside me on the tram. She tapped me and asked me what I did, who I was. I told her that I was a draftsman and Beth was a rural postal carrier. I asked them what they did. She said she works in a pharmacy and her husband is a banker. I smiled and said that we are boring people. :)

I'm writing this as we are in our hotel room and Beth is sleeping and our room is so very dark. We are planning on going to church this morning. I woke up at 5:30 and have had nothing to do because I don't want to disturb Beth. So as I'm looking through my Facebook feed I found myself wondering about the girl and her husband and I hope we see each other again and she asks us about Jesus. I can't think about a better person to have by my side to bring Jesus to someone other than Beth Alane.