the beginning of something

I just watched twp people fall in love. Two people brought together in total randomness. (or Gods Sovereignty) ok maybe not love, but sparks definitely flew. He is a youth pastor in Dallas, super nice guy skinny a little awkward in braces. I learned per our conversation that he was saved about 10 years ago from a pretty rough past. Drugs, theft. I didn't even notice her. She was very attractive and sitting right behind me so I probably should have. I got on the plane in my own world, disappointed about something meaningless I am sure. I knew when I sat down that he was a pastor and he was going to want to talk to me and I wasn't in the mood. But I also knew God had put him there for a reason. The conversation wasn't long. I learned that he didn't like flying and I saw him do a lot of praying. We became friends. I gave him a blanket and patted him on the back reassuringly when the turbulence got rough. In the end it was a good flight. I felt refreshed (which doesn't happen much on planes). As we stood to exit the plane They spoke to each other. Someone asked someone how the fight was. As friendly as he was with strangers I imagine it was him. She looked hispanic. she answered in English and then returned the favor. "How was your flight" she said in a thick columbian accent. "Bien." he said in spanish. Sparks! I laughed. It was joyous to watch. You speak spanish she said. "Si. Come te`Llamas" he asked" They continued to speak. She is in the states to be a house keeper. She is beautiful. On any other day she would have been out of his league, but today it was meant to be. She asked his name, he gave her a card. "This your number she said". He was clueless I actually had to tell him after we got off the plane to go back and get her number or email or something. It was a beautiful thing to watch. I wonder if I will shoot there wedding someday.

Isn't it interesting. It seems that the things that we lack or should lack in (maybe because of poor upbringing or neglect) our scars and emptiness because of our biggest hurts can, without God's healing being the thing we drain the most from others, or with his healing be the greatest source in our cup for others. Our empty spots become divots or cups or reservoirs for him. Gods generous portions, his abundance in the places where we are empty, spill into those that are around us. Those cups that are so deep can be so generously filled that, we have an urge to take up a life cause, to help rid the world of that pain or neglect. This is one of Gods ways of doing his part for a world that has turned from him in so many ways. He wont change it or crush it or kill it, or force it to be something against its fallen will. But for those that ask for it, Gods healing is abundant and when given the opportunity to give and poor into his lost creation by someone that asks for it, he will knowing that when he does the extra drops with spill into others that didn't ask, but probably need it anyway.