Day 1: Atlanta airport

God just reminded me to always be on alert for those who are hurting. I would have never guessed that a plane ride from Phoenix to Atlanta would bring me one woman's story of pain and heart ache. I would have never guessed that by just be friendly, I would open the door to her soul. It's truly amazing how God puts us in certain places, crossing the paths of those who do not know Him. I pray that Christ was revealed through me to Amanda and her son Alex; maybe it gave her a little glimmer of hope. At first, I thought our encounter was God's way of preparing me for working with women in Ghana. But iwas so much more; we sat next to each other because God wanted me to be his ambassador. I hope I delivered, for her hsake. Even though I'm going to Africa to help the hurting, I cannot forget that people in struggle are all around me, all the time. And it is my Christian duty to show compassion and kindness to them, no matter how small the deed.