My favorite thing...

...is knowing that I'm in a time and place that God has specifically set up for me to be a part of someone else's life and to pray for that person. That happened tonight.

While I drove the shuttle tonight, I met a man from New Zealand (Yeah, really!) and another man from New York. I asked both how they had even heard of IHOP-KC and they shared that they had each heard about it from a friend. Wow. I thought I took a step of faith moving here from 2 hours away. Seriously...

The highlight of my night was at the very end when I picked up my last load. I had a young man sit up front by me and from the beginning I could tell something was off for this guy. As he sat down I said, "Hi. Are you okay?" He paused and said "Yeah..I'm just...wrestling..."

Boy do I know that feeling!

I waited as everyone boarded and silently prayed. I could tell he needed to be ministered to but I didn't know the man at all. So, as we started out, he shared that he had been on my shuttle before. I looked at him, and at first it didn't click. I drive approximately 300 people per night on the shuttle, so I recognize faces but not always their names. Then he stated that he was on it last week when my shuttle was having difficulties, then it clicked! I was SO thankful. Only problem was, I didn't remember if he had opened up to me or not. Sometimes people talk your ear off, and other times people just want to sit and listen to music. Therefore, I couldn't remember what had been said the last time he had been on my shuttle. So, being the talker that I am, I started sharing my testimony on how I got to KC. I figured if I talked about me, the guy wouldn't feel he had to open up to me. I still hadn't heard from God, so I didn't know what else to do.

As I pulled into the Base, he said something, and I honestly didn't hear him because I had a FULL shuttle and the interns were a bit noisy. So I simply said, "Well, I don't think God wastes time. You are where you are because God put you here." I said it as I put the shuttle in park and opened the door for the passengers to leave.

He turned to me and tears started to fall. So I said, "Can I pray for you?"

He said yes.

And in the moments that followed, he wept before the Lord and I prayed for him. And, God gave me a word for him, which made him sob even more. I just kept praying. I eventually told the shuttle driver behind me, via the radio, to go around me because God was doing something and He wasn't done. I stayed and prayed.

In the end, he thanked me and got out of the shuttle.

I said, "I'll be praying for you this week."

And he smiled.

I LOVE IT when God uses me like that!

If you've ever experienced that, you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about!

Woop!

Life.
Is.
Awesome!