at the check-in counter

"How are you?!" the United agent beamed from the check-in station. We had met a week earlier when I was flying back home after the first Northern New England retreat. She has a beautiful smile and spirit and within a few minutes we had connected hearts and I had left her with an Anonymous book.

Now it was a week later and there she was again! We greeted each other and she told me how much she was enjoying the book and what it was meaning to her. Then noticing I didn't have any suitcases with me she asked, "What's up? Are you flying somewhere today?"

"Actually, when I flew back into Main on Thursday for the second retreat, my wallet fell out of my bag and it hasn't turned up yet. It had all my credit cards and my ID. I have no way of proving my identity so we came to the airport early to work it all out," I shared.

Imagine. A week ago this dear woman and I had met. She KNEW who I was and was the singular person checking people in when I returned WITHOUT any ID. Only God...

She checked me in Sunday afternoon without any problem and sent me on my way to security who eventually let me head home after Alia and I pulled out every business card, checkbook, magazine, order form...we could find with my name/picture on it. Today I went and secured a new driver's license.

But her words are still with me, "Who knows Alicia? Maybe someone kept that wallet intending to use it for fraud but checked out your website when they saw your name. Maybe they'll read your book like I did. Maybe it's just what they need too."

That's seeing through the eyes of faith. Thank you my new friend. Thank you.