Lord, I don’t understand the nudge to get this written. I am still processing so many things that occurred during my six days in Florida.

First, my flight was delayed into Fort Lauderdale. It was so delayed, they offered over $1200 if any passenger would delay their flight, as mine became overcrowded. Since I was flying into FLL specifically to visit with Elizabeth, I could not delay. Then, upon arriving in FLL, I drove through powerful storms to get to my destination.

I met Elizabeth in Assisi Italy last October. We have been What’s App Prayer Warriors together. She lives in Trinidad and was getting her treatments in Jupiter, Fl. It meant so much to her that I would coordinate my limited time in Florida to celebrate her last chemo treatment. I was blessed to have five hours with her before flying over to Tampa for the next four days.

The visit with Elizabeth was beautiful. We went to eat at the cafe at Nordstroms in the Jupiter Mall. I ended up taking her back to her accommodation, as she had a return to make. Ultimately, I felt “us” in two trees in the parking lot. I was called to return to that same spot to take a photo before heading back to the airport.

I stopped at the PGA Superstore and made jokes about our credit card machine being named Joe. The gentleman’s name was Joe. The Swedish lady employee was laughing hard at the joke. I then told him the machine will henceforth be known as “Bob”.

Flying over to Tampa was delayed, as well. The uber still managed to get me to the Tunnell’s around 10 pm. We had to leave their home at 6:30 am to spend nine hours at the ballpark on Saturday. After church on Sunday, I met Miss Austin in the bathroom. Still not sure why the good Lord has me praying over folks in bathrooms, but He does and I do. It’s been lovely getting to know more of who she is as a person and mom this past week.

I also met Miss Jackie when her daughter received pitching lessons from Casey. Our conversation was very much a Godversation. I met her a week ago today, as a matter of fact. I sent her a little encouragement privately on Facebook today.

It was a pinch sad we couldn’t visit with Fred on Wednesday before I had to go back to the airport. Fred had been sick and he really needed to see a doctor and be well for his birthday last Friday.

The biggest influence of the entire trip was Jesus and the power in His Name. It’s no accident I finished a book about the Beekman Boys and started Don Dickerman’s When Pigs Move In during the same trip. It’s been exciting to explore the book and the truth with Mark.

Thank you, God. I see what you did here. Please help me see even more. I long to know all i can about you. In Jesus name, Amen.