On September 4th, after many months of preparation and “see you laters,” I finally boarded a plane bound for Africa. The trip involved five airports, three continents, and 30 hours of travel. I flew by myself from Wichita to Chicago to Istanbul, where I met up with the rest of our team. From there we boarded a plane that took us through Rwanda into Uganda. By God’s grace, all nine team members and 25 bags made it safely to Uganda in spite of tight connections.
God worked in an unexpected way on the last flight from Rwanda to Uganda when a German aid worker sat down next to me. I learned some German in school, but rarely get a chance to use it. Despite being tired, she humored my attempts to speak with her as we talked for a while about our work.
She slept for most of the flight, but during this time I felt the Lord leading me to pray with her. I protested saying “Lord, she’s tired – she doesn’t want to pray with me,” but God reminded me that true rest is found in him. There have been times that I have ignored that scary prompting from the Lord to share with someone, but I decided that now would be a good time to learn to obey his voice. So, at the end of the flight I asked her if I could pray for her. She agreed and thanked me afterwards.
I don’t know the effect of our short encounter. Maybe she has already forgotten all about it. I just know that God promises in Isaiah 55: “… so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which I purpose, and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it.”
Who would have thought I would go to Africa and get to speak German? It is exciting to see how God can use unexpected avenues to share the love of Christ.