My driver
Points To Ponder Pam Keech Bryan
Wednesday, August 11, 2021
The last few years that I flew into Omaha to visit my parents, a government run transit agency picked me up at the airport. This time, my driver was a 30-something single mother of girls, and full of delightful and engaging questions. The surface dialogue melted into more serious queries when she learned my husband was a pastor. It became evident this meeting was divinely arranged.