“Ma’am, ma’am! Please come here,” insisted a man standing behind a book- piled table in the St. Louis airport.

 

Slowing my sprint as I headed toward the escalator and baggage check, I turned and reluctantly rolled my bag over to his table.

 

“I’m giving all the lovely ladies this free book today,” he said smiling; and handed me a beautifully covered devotion sized book.

 

He continued talking as I skimmed its front and turned it over to read the back cover. Realizing it was a compilation of new-age Eastern religion teachings, designed to help me find my own “perfect path to enlightenment” I laid it back down on the table.

 

I looked him in the eyes, smiled, patted my chest and said “Jesus Christ” and turned to go.

 

He said, “What do you mean”?

 

I said, “He’s in here”, continued smiling and began walking away.

 

He said, “You still have to find your own path to perfect enlightenment”.

 

By now I was across the way and about to reach the escalator.

 

Still smiling, I said, “Oh no, He did it for me and His grace covers me”.

 

By now, I was on the escalator and his voice was raised to reach me.

 

“No! Jesus didn’t do that for you! You have to do it yourself”!

 

I smiled really big, nodded my head, and said, “Oh yes. He did”.

 

And then the escalator raised me out of his line of vision.

 

And God was there. Over the years I’ve had a number of specific times when I knew God had just provided the words…and all I had done was open my mouth and let them tumble out.

 

…God will give you the right words

at the right time.

Matthew 10:19