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Inspirational Christian Stories
by Phillips


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 Elijah's Secret Weapon
 Apricot Miracle
 Our Gracious God
 Celebrate
 Healing
 Don't be anxious
 Prepare to be amazed
 Loved - Never forgotten
 The Foggy Photo
 Perfect Timing and Provision
 Just around the corner
 Hide and Seek
 God Speaks
 Miracle
 How will God provide?
 Guiding a persons thoughts
 Affluent: Grafted in
 The Redemptive Pattern
 I will carry you
 Valley of Achor
 Desires of your heart
  Drive Safely
 The name above all names
 Sword of the Spirit
 Land Of Plenty
 "Come"
 Stolen
 Children
 You are my witnesses
 New Life
 Moshia, Or
 Long life
 Wellbeing
 Love one another

 Bio summary

"You will be Travelling"

“So the men went, travelling through the land, and made a record of it by towns in seven parts in a book” – Joshua 18:9

The Holy Spirit told me I would be travelling. I thought this was funny because I was about to travel to New Zealand and knew I would be. I was planning to visit my mother in law to make sure she was coping all right and had been thinking that maybe I should visit my father and a friend while over there, which I had not done since shifting to Australia. I booked the tickets and the day arrived to go. I started packing and the thought again came into my mind that I should use a different hand bag as things could easily fall out of the one I was using. I was rushing to get everything ready so I dismissed the thought. My shoulder bag had been OK on the last trip. I would put it inside my cabin bag.
Arriving at the airport, I discovered that I had booked the wrong month. There were plenty of seats however, so I was still able to travel at the same time, which was great as my phone didn’t have any credit left in it and I would not have been able to warn my daughter who was picking me up from the airport in Sydney in time. I had thought of buying more credit, but had decided not to. The flight cost me an extra $100, which was annoying, but I was on my way and I did actually have enough money to pay for it.
I stayed the night with my daughter and was up at 4.30 the following morning to travel the next leg of my journey. The thought came into my mind to put my hand bag in the cabin bag but this time I didn’t. I put it off. I would do it later….. but somehow I didn’t get around to it.
My bags were all scanned when suddenly the security people took my hand bag off me and put it through the scanner again. When I got it back I thought that it felt lighter. I looked inside but didn’t know what could be missing. I thought that I should wait and see if any more of my things came out of the scanning machine but I didn’t. I wandered off towards the shops. The thought came into my mind to buy a coffee but I reasoned that I didn’t need one. The thought came into my mind to buy something for my mother in law but I didn’t. I saw an ATM that gave out different currency and thought that I should get some New Zealand money out, but I didn’t. When the thought came into my mind to buy something for my mother, I should have thought twice, but I didn’t. I didn’t even take notice of the thought that I should take the Australian money out of my purse and put the New Zealand twenty five dollars I had in it. I saw the internet and did my emails instead.
As I waited for the plane I found myself silently but very earnestly praying in tongues. Something was wrong, someone needed help. I felt burdened to pray so I kept on silently praying. I saw a news item come over the TV about an earthquake and tsunami in Samoa, so I continued praying about that until just before I got onto the plane. The prophesy God had given me earlier in the year, about earthquakes and billowing waves below the waves, was coming to pass. I wondered if New Zealand would be hit next while I was there.
Just before landing in Wellington, the message about making a donation for using the headphones was shared and I looked into my bag for my purse. It wasn’t there. I looked again and panicked. Someone suggested that I speak to the air hostess which I did. I was given a place to go to at the airport in Wellington and a Sydney phone number to ring. My heart was racing and as I tried to tell the lady at the service desk what was wrong, the word “found” barged into my mind and I think it even got mixed up with what I was saying. The Qantas service desk tried the number but the wait was too long, so they told me to go to Qantas Ticketing and try again there. The lady at the counter was nervous about letting me use the phone, but thankfully she did. I couldn’t get through either so I was allowed to ring my husband and get him to make enquiries. I rang my mother’s place as well and thankfully my sister was there. I told her my situation and said that I would go down to the train station as I had enough New Zealand dollars to do that much of the journey, if she could pay online for a ticket. The lady at Qantas Ticketing counter arranged for me to use the Internet to find phone numbers for my bank so that I could cancel my credit cards. She told me to come back and ring my sister again afterwards to make sure she had been able to do what I asked. At the time I didn’t think that would be necessary. As I sat at the internet still quite stunned, I wondered about the word God had given me about travelling and wondered how He was going to provide now that I didn’t have any money.
Because I had time to reflect while on the internet, I believed that my wallet had been found according to the word the Holy Spirit had put into my mind and mouth, so I decided that I wouldn’t cancel the cards, just put a temporary stop on them. On my way back to the Ticketing counter I remembered the suggestion to ring my sister back and it seemed a wise thing to do. The receptionist let me ring the bank and they were able to put a hold on my credit cards without cancelling them. This was no problem and it was so easy to do that I felt a little less stressed. I rang my sister and it was just as well that I did, because she said that her friend in Wellington was on her way to pick me up and would pay for the train ride. I told her where we could meet and it wasn’t long before Kathy Bevan was standing in front of me. The tears welled up with relief when we met. She went to an ATM and got some money for me and then drove me to the station. We shared some of our life stories on the way. She said that the only reason she was not working and able to pick me up was that her young charge had turned 5 that very day and his father had told her that she could have the rest of the day off after she had taken him to school. She would not have been home to receive the phone call otherwise. What miraculous timing! It was so lovely to hug her when we said goodbye.
Having missed the bus I had planned on taking, I bought a ticket, a coffee and a bacon and egg roll and waited for the next train. About half an hour later I was travelling sharing life stories again, this time with a man and his son who were also going to Palmerston North. They had been in a car accident the previous year and the father had arm troubles like I had had from the accident. It was a miracle that he had not been killed in the crash either. He had moved from house to house as I had, when I was young and had also travelled a lot overseas. I told them about how God had miraculously brought me back from death and he wanted to know if I was religious. The whole conversation cheered me up enormously and the lady seated opposite me, having heard much of the conversation smiled very warmly, as she wished me well on my journey before she left.
In no time I was back in the shelter of my mother’s home. I told her I thought my wallet had been found and when I checked my emails, I discovered that this was so. It was already on its way back to me. I wondered if the credit cards and money was still in my wallet. My mother smiled and said that everything would still be in it. I rang Peter and he told me that the money was still in the wallet. He hadn’t asked about what else was in it but like my mother, I believed that everything would be. It was an expensive lesson as the courier cost $125 but I hoped that I had relearned an old lesson. When something good comes into your mind to do, don’t put it off or reason it off. I felt as though God was preparing me for even more travel in the future.
My Mother in law had given me my late brother in law’s car. My sister had driven it down from Napier so it was there for me to use for travelling. When I saw the make I was amazed. Of all the cars to be provided with, this one had my username on it! Wingroad! When I made online usernames I used the word wing in them. Webwings, Silvrwing…. and citwings.com is the name of my main website. Wingroad for road travel!
The word was indeed confirmed. I was travelling and God had provided the transport.