God's Vessel

On my flight from Miami to Dallas I sat by a guy who has spent his life in the military. He was headed home from Trinidad. After seeing my passport he asked where I had been. I told him that my friends and I had been on a mission trip in Haiti and briefly described our work. He and the guy next to him felt convicted to tell me that they hadn't been to church in a long time. I asked him a little about why he had fallen away from church. He explained it to me, and then we were quiet for awhile and watched the video of safety instructions. He chuckled a bit and said, "That's funny." I asked him if he thought the video was funny, because I was not amused. He told me that he had chinese food at the airport and his fortune said, "God wants you." He thought it was ironic that he ends up sitting next to a missionary on the plane. This opened a huge door for some really great conversation. I had been praying for God to use me on the way home and He did. It feels great to be a vessel for God to use.