I was catching a later flight to St. Louis, then on to Minnesota. A couple
of seats
in front and the aisle over sat a very pretty lady. She smiled back at me,
I smiled at her noticing her pretty floral dress.
The rest of the flight was uneventful, but as I was getting off the plane I
noticed her again standing by the prompters seeing what flight she was to
take
and what gate. I stood beside her looking for my gate, and flight number. I
commented to her that I had noticed her on the flight to St. Louis and she
had
on a pretty dress. She said "Thank you", I asked what flight she was
taking?
She said to "Phoenix". I looked and she had a two-hour layover, I also had
a
two and a half hours layover and asked her if she would like to go to the
cafeteria for
something to eat or drink. She said "Sure". We introduced ourselves on the
way down the ramp, and she told me that her name was "Phyllis". I laughed
and said "my
name is Phyllis also".
As we sat in the booth she began telling me that she had been told she was
dying of cancer and had less than 6 months to live. She was on her way to
visit her children and grandchildren before she began taking treatment. She
then told me that she had never flown before and she had prayed a specific
prayer. She was afraid she would get lost at the airport and not be able
to fine her way to the gate, and didn't know what she was going to do for
the
two hours she was there. She prayed, that someone would meet her at the
gate
and stay with her until she left the airport. She then asked me "Are you an
Angel God has sent"? No, I assured her I was no angel, but did God use me
to
answer her prayer? Yes.
