Reflections from Alone in the City on Finding God in the Quiet
Here I am again, my friends. I’m pouring my heart out in this blog post, and I truly hope you don’t mind. I pray it makes sense to you, and more than that, I pray it brings some peace. You see, my own home is walking through a season filled with fear. I’m facing a health issue that’s requiring a big shift in how I eat and live. We’re also preparing for a big move—and you know how disruptive that can be. And to top it off, my surgery is scheduled near the end of summer. It’s a lot. I also know so many others who are carrying their own heavy loads right now, bracing against uncertainty and doing their best to keep going.
So, I thought this would be the perfect time to share a few reflections from my short story, Alone in the City. Not just to remind you—but to remind myself, too—that God is still showing up. Still speaking. Still bringing peace in the quiet places.
You see, the most unforgettable moments of faith happen when no one’s watching. Not on a stage. Not during a planned prayer or church service. But in hotel rooms, quiet flights, and unexpected conversations with Uber drivers. Yep, you read that right – Uber drivers. That’s what Alone in the City is about. It was a day that didn’t go as I planned, but God showed up in ways only He can.
This isn’t meant to be a story of disappointment, travel, or even bravery. It’s a testimony to the gentle, powerful way the Lord makes Himself known in our weakest, loneliest, most uncertain moments. And friend, if you’re walking through one of those seasons right now—if fear has been creeping in—I wrote this post for you.
When Fear Meets Faith
I was scared. Scared to fly alone, scared to be let down, scared to face something that had been brewing in my heart for years. But I went anyway. I prayed, I cried, and I kept going.
And along the way, God laid an undeniable trail of grace.
From the very start, my nerves were louder than my thoughts. As I landed in that unfamiliar city, the tears rolled down my cheeks. But that’s where I started learning: fear doesn’t mean failure. It means you’re human. And brave.
In the words of the knowledgeable team at Calm,“Fear reminds us that we’re alive. But it also reminds us that we care deeply about the outcome.” (Calm.com)
Finding God In an Uber Miracle
One of the moments that still gives me chills happened outside that hectic and very unfamiliar airport all the way across the country. A black Lincoln pulled up, and a man named Khan stepped out. Nothing strange happened until we started talking.
You see, Khan used to work at the Hyatt Regency in Jacksonville, Florida, where my Aunt Carolyn was the HR director. Not only did he know her, but he loved her. He showed me a picture of them together and told me to give him a call if I needed anything at all during my stay. Are you kidding me? Thousands of miles from home, the Lord put someone in my path who reminded me I wasn’t alone.
God’s miracles often wear normal clothes and yes, drive Uber cars.
Manna at My Door
Later that night, when anxiety took over, I found myself starving and spiraling. Now imagine “hangry” wrapped up with pure fear and raw emotion! YIKES!
I hadn’t ordered food. I hadn’t told anyone where I was. But then, a knock on my hotel door.
A cheese and nut tray. Gluten-free. From a hotel that had no idea I needed something safe to eat, as I am a Celiac.
A snack? Maybe.
But in my heart? Manna.
I sobbed. And worshipped. And whispered, Thank you, Lord.
Praise is a Weapon
With trembling hands, I reached for the remote and tried to find music to calm my soul before a tough call. I landed on the YouTube app on the hotel TV as I did not see any music channels. I clicked the first worship song I could find. It was “Jireh.”
“You are enough.”
The timing wasn’t a coincidence. It was His covering. God knew what I needed before I did.
Joyce Meyer says in her audiobook Do It Afraid,“Courage is not the absence of fear. It is action in the presence of fear.”(Joyce Meyer)
Let This Short Story Be a Reminder on Finding God
I went on that trip searching for answers. I didn’t get the answer I wanted, but I got something even better: the presence of God.
He didn’t shout. He didn’t move mountains. He showed up in whispers, in small kindnesses, in the quiet. And He’s still showing up for me now.
Friend, if you’re in a season of fear or isolation, I want you to know this:
- You are not alone.
- God is still working.
- Miracles are still happening.
I hope Alone in the City encourages your heart as much as writing it healed mine.
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