Look to the Left!

Before 9/11 when travel was a lot easier and safer I was on a business trip with six colleagues. We attended a conference, and we were on our way back home. We had a stopover in Atlanta but when our plane landed they told us that there was a mechanical problem and there was going to be a delay of about an hour and a half. They told us we could leave our things on the plane but to take our tickets and leave the plane while the work was being done. They told us not to go far and to make sure we were within distance to hear the announcement when the plane was fixed and ready to leave.

I didn’t feel comfortable about leaving the gate. I preferred to sit at the gate and wait until the plane was ready. However, my colleagues did not want to sit at the gate for an hour and a half. Not wanting to be the odd man out I gave in and decided to go with the group to a restaurant a couple of gates away. They kept saying that we had plenty enough time to go and eat and come back within the hour and a half. So with reluctance, I walked with the group to a nearby restaurant and had dinner. The entire time I sat at the table my feet were tapping the floor because I wanted to leave. Finally, after everyone finished eating, we returned to the gate only to find out that the plane had taken off. I knew it! I was so mad at myself for not listening to the Holy Spirit and staying put.

We went to another gate, they booked us on another flight and told us that our bags would be waiting for us when we got there. My colleagues were very happy when we were told our bags would be waiting for us when we got there. I thought to myself, waiting where? None of the bags were checked, they were all carry-on luggage. I didn’t have anything valuable that was left, but it was still my stuff. They booked us on a flight that left very late and so when we landed at home the terminal had already closed. The lights were off except for a few dimmers so that we could see where we were going. We got off the plane, and we were headed down the main terminal to go to the baggage claim. It’s the only thing that we knew to do. All of the gates in the terminal was closed. The only people walking down the aisles were us. We did not see any airline personnel. We did not see any cleaning people. The terminal was completely quiet and empty. The baggage claim was the only place that we knew to go.

We walked for several minutes down the dark corridor when suddenly I heard something in my spirit say, “Look to the left.” I turned my head to the left and to my shock and surprise all of our carry-on bags were piled in a dark corner of the terminal unattended. When the Holy Spirit said, “Look to the left,” I turned my head, and the first thing I saw was my briefcase. I stopped and said, “Hey you guys wait a minute. I think that’s our luggage!” Everyone stopped, and we looked in the corner, and there everything was piled up. Our coats, jackets, briefcases, and papers that we were reading were just sitting there. They all shouted, “Way to go Sandra!” I was dumbfounded. I thought, Sandra didn’t have anything to do with it! This was all the Holy Spirit; 100%. We walked over to the corner, picked up our bags, and everyone went to our cars and went home.

I knew that wasn’t a coincidence. I knew that wasn’t a fluke. The terminal was dark, and the bags were left unattended. Who would take luggage off a plane and dump it in a corner? In any case, the Holy Spirit knew where our bags were, and praise God I heard his voice when he said, “Look to the left.”

Your ears will hear a word behind you, “This is the way, walk in it,” whenever you turn to the right or to the left. Isa. 30:21



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