God hears us!

Our trip to Lagos was a bit crazy, but we were happy it was successful! On Wednesday morning we got on a plane and flew to the capital. We had planned to travel with some friends to see their ministry projects in a nearby state on Thursday, but for a variety of reasons we cancelled that trip and decided to come back home to Jos.

We were exhausted after running around Abuja and from having to get up at 4:00 am to catch our flight, so we just wanted to be home. We knew there was a shuttle bus to Jos that would leave the station at 1:00, and this company is known for its promptness. It was already 1:15 when we began to make our way to the station. Though we knew we would probably missi the bus, we knew we had to take a chance because our other option would have been to try to catch a later ride with another company whose cars are not air conditioned and are packed full, which would've made for a very long and uncomfortable ride. So, on our way there Uche and I were both praying that God would delay that bus, and we would be able to catch it.

We had been dealing with some major disappointments that day, and my heart was just crying out to God with all the frustrations that we had been experiencing. I prayed that He would delay that bus just so I could know He's listening to our cries and prayers. While theologically, I know He does listen, my heart needed reassuring.

When we got to the bus station Uche ran inside to see if the bus was still there while I waited in the car. He came back a minute later to say it was still there, and we'd be able to travel on it! I was so happy, relieved and comforted that God had answered our prayer so obviously. There had been only one seat left on the bus, but they said they would sell us the seat next to the drive that they usually leave empty. We didn't care if we sat on the roof; all we wanted was to get home that day! We even had time to buy some food and go to the bathroom while they continued to repair a mechanical problem. When we were finally called to load up into the bus, the other passengers were quite frustrated with the delay. We felt sorry that God had made them delay for our sake, but not too sorry!