Mar 22, 2024

M.T.A....?

WWW...TWA....ETA...MTA. Do you know what they stand for? Most people living today wouldn't be able to survive without the WWW, or World Wide Web. The next set is difficult, because it no longer exists, but one of the words is the same. Yes, the airplane company, Trans World Airlines, now owned by  American Airlines. The third grouping has the same letter, all the words are different--but air traffic personnel would definitely be familiar with "ETA". You guessed it. Estimated Time of Arrival.

"MTA"? Well, those are the letters my sisters and I refer to often recently. Master Travel Agent. I mean:

We're in awe how God is going before us and preparing the way for even the tail end of our trip. It involves seeing relatives on our Dad's side (in Canada) and on our Mom's side (in Hawaii). We booked a flight to see cousins in Abbotsford, British Columbia, and found out some dear friends who served the Lord 7 years in Japan but I met online only--would visit relatives in Abbotsford too. They invited us to stay at the lodge they used. They did not know it was a mere 11 minutes from the home of the cousin who was picking us up at the airport. What a Master! He was looking after us.

Then, several days later, we would need to get down to Seattle, Washington for an inexpensive flight to the island of Kauai (my mother's birthplace). Another former missionary couple to Japan now lives just half an hour across the border, and they offered to come get Joyce and me. They would put us up for a night; and drive us to Seattle for the flight to Kauai. The wife, incidentally, is the niece of the person who founded the mission board under which my Dad went to Okinawa in 1955. It was not the aunt nor a ship that would be at the sendoff this time, but it would be the same Master Travel Agent.

We'd board the plane and marvel how God had led our journey thus far. Originally we thought we could go only to an uncle's on a nearby island. Our cousin's husband was in hospice care. But Janice got an e-mail from her saying God worked a miracle in which he actually recovered such he was back home! I have never heard of anyone coming out of hospice before. Only the Master Travel Agent can make this kind of arrangement.

"So please come," Bonnie said.

So for just one day, we will. It seems God made the light turn green so we could.