Stupid traffic, I'm going to miss my plane. Finally after an hour of sitting in traffic I pulled up to Lax. "last call for flight 203" I barely made it
As I was walking to my seat I bumped into a man with a name tag that said "Andrew," I said "I;m sorry" he nodded, then sat in the chair next to mine.
When I sat he chuckled. So did I. We talked until we were interuppted by the intercom saying " Prepare to lift off." We did then began talking again.
"What is your name" he asled. " Luna" I told him. We talked nonstop. This was a ten day flight, so we did have time to.
We talked about life, love , and God. We laughed, and even cried a little. It was like we have known each other for many years.
About six days into the flight Andrew and i were talking about life, and where we came from. The intercom saidthe three words that crashed my world." Brace For Impact"! We were crashing.
Andrew and I did the only thing we knew we could. We got down in the aisle and locked hands, and prayed.
The second we said amen the moters started back up. God had answered my prayers. :ike he always does. Three years later me and Andrew got saved, and Married. We had a little girl named Amy.
Life was good until Andrew got Lukemia. We went through treatment and did not survive.
The night he died, I got beside my bead. Then I said Amen.