God's Faithfulness

Some of you may be aware that I was visiting my sisters this week (pictures to come)  I have been so excited about this trip that I packed almost a week early.   I barely slept last night due to the fact that I had to travel 3 hours to get to my flight.  By the time I made it to the first leg of the trip I was already tired and in bad need of some sleep.  I was very glad when we landed in Atlanta and I realized that I did not have as long a layover as I thought.  Barely awake I dragged myself to the gate where the second leg of the trip would begin only to realize that I did not have my purse with me.  I tried not to panic and I started retracing my steps in an effort to find my purse before my next flight.  I located a TSA agent who sadly was not able to give me much reassurance, when I told her that I thought my bag was left on the train she said that it may get treated as a bomb and destroyed, now at this point I was internally repeating "Don't panic" over and over.  Nevertheless, she suggested trying to go back to the plane that I had just left and from there to try the train.

On my way back to the gate, I managed to locate a Delta agent who was kind enough to take me on the plane but sadly my purse was not on my seat.  Panicked, I started to feel light headed and before I knew it tears were coming fast.  That bag had everything (wallet, ID, Debit card, prayer books, checkbook, boarding pass, my glasses and everything else girls usually stuff down their bags)  Walking back from the plane, I quickly said a prayer to St. Anthony asking for his help and asked God to help me find the bag.  Long story short I had left the bag on the train and it went around a few times (without being stolen or anything!) until finally someone noticed it and turned it in.  To make things even better, the agent to whom it was turned in made sure to book me on the next flight (I had missed the flight while trying to find my purse) at no charge to myself.

I know it was not a coincidence that my bag was found with everything in it.  I know very well it was not a coincidence that the agents were kind enough to spend almost an hour with me trying to track down the bag and then to even go as far as to rebook my flight.  God's hand was definitely in this and it was a quick reminder that He will always be faithful.  Lately I have been struggling to be faithful to the Lord and I find myself constantly asking Him to help me grow in faith.  I thought this was a wonderful birthday present (my birthday is tomorrow) and a wonderful reminder of His infinite goodness.  Isn't it wonderful how He always seems to work little miracles just when we need them?  We are so loved :)

I wish you all a Happy feast day of St. Gabriel tomorrow (Old Calendar) and continued blessings this Lenten season.