Serious face. "He was just doing a favor for a friend. The lawyers can't even believe he was charged‌ but, it's a really bad situation." "If convicted, how long could he possibly be in prison?" I asked gently. "10-20 years," she said with eyes that searched mine for hope. "I'm really scared." "Oh, man. I'm sorry Bria. That's hard stuff." She waited on a few more customers. I prayed. We chatted with every table visit and I told her that I would send her a few items to encourage her. Hungry for hope, she promised to email. She waited on a few more customers. I prayed. When she brought my check she looked me in the eye, leaned in close and softly said, "This morning I prayed and asked God to send me a sign." Then she leaned in a little closer and said, "I believe you are my sign. Thank you so much." Wow. Chill bumps. I agreed and told her that the Lord surely wants her to know that she is loved and that He is listening. We said goodbye as new friends, knowing that we had both just experienced God. I paid my bill and headed to my gate: B21. I was early for my flight so I wasn't surprised to see that the gate board did not say that the next flight was to Charlotte. After a few minutes, I looked up and realized the flight on the board was too close to my flight time to make sense. So, I pulled out my ticket and looked at my gate number. D21. My ticket said D21. I was supposed to be at gate D21. That's in a completely different terminal. No. Way. And right away I knew. I knew that the LORD had me arrive at the airport early. I knew that the LORD led me to pass up the earlier flight. I knew that the LORD had placed B21 in my mind so that I would go to terminal B and connect with Bria. Before heading to the train that would take me to the D terminal, I ran back into TGI Friday's to find her. "Bria! Just wanted to let you know that my gate is D21. For some reason, I thought I was flying out of B21. You're the reason. God really DID send me to be your sign. He's listening." Oh, the look she gave me. Does God really hear our prayers? You bet He does. My chill bumps had chill bumps. HIS grace held us close as we hugged and said another quick goodbye. Then I headed to terminal D with a fresh awe for a God that loves so much.
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