He was greeted by a smiley brunette flight attendant who offered an array of magazines. Denny patted the pocket Bible in his shirt. “Came prepared,” he said, offering a smile. “I can see that,” she replied glibly and continued greeting the incoming line of passengers. Denny struggled down the narrow aisle, maneuvering his large frame to a row midway through the plane. When he located his seat, he frowned and checked his boarding pass. He was fairly certain his travel agent had booked an aisle seat. A big man, Denny always requested aisle seating. Bummer, he thought, sighing. Maybe God has a reason…. Walking with the Lord had taught him one thing. Those who endeavored to live in Christ could expect the unexpected. No accidents for a Christian. Even the smallest irritations turned out to reveal God’s marvelous intentions. Denny squeezed into the middle chair between the aisle and window seats. Watching the remaining passengers find their spots, he replayed last night’s conversation with Ryan.
