San Francisco, California-Wednesday September 18, 2013
After a red-eye flight from Kona, Hawaii to San Francisco, California, I find myself in the bathroom at 5:30 am with my lovely team of seven girls. And oh how terribly obvious we are a team of girls.
I step into the bathroom to see my leader fixing her hair, a teammate applying makeup, another looking at her teeth and a third putting in contacts. Is this not necessary? We’ve just slept through a five our midnight flight, of course we have to fix ourselves in the San Francisco airport.
But don’t get the wrong impression. We are not a team of girls afraid to chip their nail polish or get mud on their new Louis Vuitton’s. We are going to the nations to get dirty and tell people the good news. Not to go on a shopping spree in Europe. We know who we are and who we live for. We know why we are here and why we do what we do. And we will do whatever it takes, whatever God calls us to do, to be faithful to Him and his mighty plans he has for our lives.
Our layover in San Francisco is from 5:30 am to 2:30 pm when we head for Germany. So far are travels have been fun, safe, and particularly tiring. We left base at 6:30 pm on Tuesday September 17, 2013 after dozens of awful goodbyes and too many tears. We then began to check bag weights, check bags, get boarding tickets and go through security. By then, God had already set us up for a divine appointment.
(Story told through Charity Gimroth’s perspective)
“Basically what happened in the Kona airport is we (Charity and Lucy) were checking our bags and Lucy’s bag was seven pounds overweight and mine was 2. The lady checking us didn’t say anything and allowed the extra pounds to slide, saving us from having to move stuff around to fit the weight. Immediately after that, she noticed that we did not have seats assigned to us so she gave us good seats. Then she set up Kerrie’s bag to go all the way to Amsterdam instead of her having to pick it up in Houston and re-check it. The Lord’s favor continued on when we found that Kimberly’s bag was thirteen pounds over, so the lady gave her a box to put the clothes in and ship for free. Then the lady starts crying and talking about her daughter and how she wants her daughter to do this, what we are doing, living for God, and she asked for prayer so I prayed for her and her daughter, and I shared a testimony and told her that God hears her prayers and Jesus is pursuing her daughter even when she is not pursuing Him. We have already had favor with luggage, seats, opportunity of sharing and prayer and we haven’t even left Kona yet.”
The Lord is already moving, and we aren’t even out of the country. I can’t wait to see the amazing plans he has not only for us in Amsterdam, but also for the other teams all throughout the nations.