I was catching a later flight to St. Louis, then on to Minnesota. The seat in front sat a very pretty 1. She smiled back at me, I smiled at her noticing her pretty dress.
The rest of the flight was boring, 2 as I was getting off the plane I noticed her again standing at a gate. I stood beside her looking for my gate, and flight number. I said to her that I had noticed her on the flight to St. Louis and she had on a pretty dress. She said “3”, I asked what flight she was taking? She said to “Phoenix”. We had a two-hour stop, so I asked her 4 she would like to go to the cafeteria for something to eat or drink. She said “Sure”. We introduced 5 on the way. To our surprised, we are the same name—Phyllis.
As we sat she began telling me that the6 told her she was dying of cancer and had less than 6 months to live. She was on her way to visit her children 7 she began taking treatment. She then told me that she had never flown before.
She was afraid she would 8 at the airport and not be able to find her way to the gate, and didn't know what she was going to do for the two 9 she was there. She prayed(祈祷), that someone would meet her at the gate and stay with her until she left the airport. She then asked me “Are you an Angel God has 10”? No, I told her I wasn't an angel, but did God use me to answer her prayer? Yes.