3 x The Snacks…

The Momentary Thoughts from a Satiated Mind is a sacred space where Spirit speaks before the fruit ever shows.  Where whispers of heaven plant themselves in voice notes,  morning commutes, and friendly WhatsApp messages.  Where prayer calls turn into healing sessions! Oh, and the thought, she’s sometimes that unexpected guest—showing up barefoot, bold, and right on time…even if I’m in yesterday’s sweats and not emotionally ready for company 😅 

Sunday was not just a travel day—it was a full-on divine comedy with a first-class seat in revelation and three (3) sides of pistachios. 😄✨  So there I was, waiting at the airport for a standby flight, feeling hopeful… until I heard, “Sorry Ms. Lusengo, the flight is full—and you’re number 5 on the list.”  Number 5… and yes, I was last on the list. Now listen—earlier, when I made that reservation, I saw there were 5 open seats and a plethora of names on the waiting list, and something in me said, “Go ahead, take the chance.”  But right alongside that faith?  A little uninvited guest named fear showed up too. But I’ve been learning… oh, I’ve been learning…How to talk to myself.  How to settle my spirit. How to be still and KNOW. So even with the uncertainty, I found my peace—and quietly started exploring backup plans.  Spoiler alert…FAITH has no plan B! 

Suffice to say, none of the flights on the backup plan felt right.  Late arrivals, multiple stops… just a whole lot of “No, thank you, Lord.” 😅 So, as 5:40PM EST hit and the flight began to board, I walked up to the Customer Service Rep, hopeful and grounded, just to see if there was any chance of getting on that flight. After asking a few questions, she began listing all the reasons it likely wouldn’t work—none of which my spirit was particularly excited to receive in that moment. 😄 So, I paused, smiled, and said, “Okay—you’re the expert here.  Of the options available right now, what would you recommend?” She replied, “Well, there is another direct flight at 8:40 PM, but that one only has four seats available.” I nodded, then said, “I see a 6:00 PM flight on the app—what about that one?” She looked at me and said, “That flight leaves in 15 minutes. Let me check…” tap tap tap Then she added, “Just so you know, it has two stops, and there’s no guarantee you’ll have space all the way to Dallas.” And with a calm boldness rising up in me, I said, “Don’t worry about that—go ahead and put me on that flight.”

A few more keystrokes later, she paused and said, “The system isn’t allowing me to add you. And honestly, you won’t make it. The gate closes in five minutes, and it’s at Gate A13.”

Now listen… something in me lit up.  I looked at her and said, with full conviction:

“I’ll take my chances.”

“It’s at Gate A13.” And where am I? Gate C13.

Now wait… stay with me… because something sacred was already stirring.

She says, “You won’t make it. The gate closes in 5 minutes.”

And something bold rose up in me—I mean bold bold—and I said:

“I’ll take my chances. I’ll run.”

Now let’s pause right here. If you know me… you KNOW…I am not a runner. 😂 Ask my cousin Jackie about a New York episode bus run. For more evidence, ask my roomie and sister for life Candace about a BWI shuttle ride run. Let’s just say…I’m nothing near Julien Alfred's speed! 😂😂😂

But Sunday? Grace said,

"Move.”And I moved.

Not quite a sprint—but a sanctified speed walk! 😄

I made it to Gate A13, explained my situation to a kind agent, and just like that—favor showed up.  He handed me a boarding pass and said, “Run! the gate is about to close”

And would you look at God—I was the last person on the plane. Seat… wait for it… 5B.  Okay, is it me or do you recognize the sequence of numbers here…no. 5 on the wait list…now seat 5B.  Another little wink from the universe. 😉 Now here’s where it gets really good.

Somewhere mid-journey, after the last stop in St. Louis, I’m sitting there… sipping what I can confidently say was the best hot cup of tea I’ve had in 25+ years in America in a facility open to the public. I mean—perfect. Temperature? Right. Milk? Right. Spirit? Absolutely anointed. ☕✨

And as I’m enjoying my tea and my snacks—yes, snacks plural—I hear within me:

“You received 3 times the snacks.”

I paused.

Wait… what?

Not one. Not two. But three servings.

By now, I’ve moved to seat 5C—the aisle seat, thank you very much!—and I’m sitting there like:

“Lord… is You GREAT or is You GREAT?!” 🙌

Three snacks. Three states traveled. Three hours early at the airport. Gate C13 to A13.

Oh, the pattern was patterning!

And then it hit me… the real revelation:

All that waiting. All that uncertainty. All those “no’s” from the agent at gate C13… Were not delays.

They were divine choreography.

I was being taught—again and again and again—Stay in JOY.

Even when waiting outside for 30–45 minutes just to check a bag. Even when sitting for 2+ hours unsure of the outcome. Even when the answer looked like “no.”

Because behind the scenes? Provision was already arranged. Movement was already aligned. And yes—snacks aka Pistachio Sea Salted Nuts were already multiplied. 😄

And here’s the truth that settled deep in my spirit:

Sometimes I feel left behind. Sometimes I wonder, “Why me?”

But Sunday reminded me—You ultimately get what you expect! And, yes, even though sometimes the lesson comes with a tad of agression, frustration, and pain, I wouldn’t trade my life for anything. Because the JOY I find…The little divine winks…The way God shows up in tea, gates, numbers, and pistachios…

It’s personal. It’s intentional. It’s sacred.

So, here’s my takeaway, wrapped in laughter and light:

The race is not to the swift—clearly. 😄 But time and chance… and grace… meet us all in divine and humerous ways GUARANTEED!!

And when I stay in JOY—When I trust, move, and remain open—

I find that everything I need…Shows up right on time.

Sometimes at Gate C13…Sometimes at Gate A13…

But always, exactly where I’m meant to be. ✨ 

For those of you wondering why I’m stressing this number 13, as a Minister of Spiritual Consciousness in training, I know there is a message in everything, so I did my research all day Monday, and can I just say when the LORD speaks…He SPEAKS!

Remember,  I said I got to the airport 3 hours before the flight, so the sequence in the number 3 here too is what I received!  Inside info, the number 3 is one of my favorite numbers.  Number 13 is not a shadow—it is a sacred threshold. It is woven from the living currents of 1 and 3, two forces that, when united, awaken my soul into motion and meaning. Here's what I found...

1 is the spark of Divine Origin within me—the sacred beginning. It carries the vibration of emergence, the courage to step forward, the will to become. It whispers:

“Arise. Create. I am not here to repeat—I am here to initiate.”  It is the breath of individuality, the holy imprint of I AM expressing uniquely through me.

3 is the radiant expansion of that spark into expression through me.  It sings with joy, creativity, and inspired communication.  It is the current of growth, the unfolding of my potential into visible form.  Through 3, the unseen becomes seen, the inner becomes spoken, the seed within me becomes a garden.  It carries the luminous resonance of higher guidance, reminding me that I am never creating alone.

When these currents merge as 13, they form a deeper mystery—one often misunderstood.

13 is the sacred architecture of transformation through devotion in my life.

It is the rhythm of building, dissolving, and rebuilding with greater wisdom. It carries the energy of discipline, right order, and grounded creation—not as rigid control, but as alignment with divine timing and intelligent structure within me. Yes, 13 is a feminine number—not in limitation, but in power.  It calls me inward, into intuition, into the deep knowing that does not shout, but knows.  It is the womb of transformation within me, where endings are not losses, but preparations for rebirth.

I learned that when 13 appears as a message, it speaks clearly within me:

“Beloved, the ground beneath you may shift—but it shifts to reposition you into truth.”

Get this, I got a double portion of it on, Sunday! What may feel like upheaval is not chaos—it is karmic rebalancing within my journey, clearing old patterns that no longer serve my becoming.  It is my life reorganizing itself around my higher path. New ground is being broken for me—not to unsettle me, but to make space for a greater expression of my soul. Opportunities arise, sometimes unfamiliar, yet perfectly designed to call forth my growth, my wisdom, and my courage.

• I am guided gently and powerfully:

• I adapt with grace.

• I trust the unfolding.

• I stand rooted, yet remain open.

For in the heart of 13, I realize this truth:

Transformation is not happening to me—it is awakening through me.

As the numerologist within me awakens, I recognize a deeper layer of this sacred code: 13 returns me to 4 (1 + 3 = 4).  What once appeared as transformation now reveals its purpose—to establish, to anchor, to make the eternal tangible within my life.

4 rises within me as the frequency of foundation.  It is where spirit takes form, where vision becomes structure, where the unseen is built into reality. It resonates through me as practicality and precision, as organization and devotion.  It steadies me in patience, strengthens me in endurance, and calls me into integrity, honesty, and truth. This is not merely effort—it is sacred craftsmanship.

Through 4, I become the builder of my life with intention.  I lay foundations that are not temporary, but enduring.  I move with discipline, guided by inner wisdom, grounded in values that do not waver.  Stability is no longer something I seek—it is something I embody.

4 reminds me that mastery is devotion in action.

Each step I take, each effort I offer, becomes part of a greater structure forming through me. It also awakens within me the harmony of creation itself—the four elements: Air, Fire, Water, and Earth, and the four sacred directions: North, South, East, and West.   I feel myself centered within this living cross of existence, aligned with the rhythms of the universe, balanced between thought, action, emotion, and form. There is a quiet power here—a strength that does not rush, but builds with certainty. I feel the presence of higher guidance surrounding me, steady and unwavering. I am supported, strengthened, and inwardly guided.  I realize:

I am not building alone.

The message of 4 lives within me as reassurance and activation:

I am supported. I am guided. I am capable.

I trust that I hold within me all the skills, talents, and abilities required to move through challenges and rise into my highest path.  Obstacles are no longer barriers—they are materials for construction, shaping my resilience and refining my purpose. In each moment, as I take aligned, intentional action toward my highest vision, I see the universe responding—organizing, opening pathways, stabilizing my steps. What I build now is not fleeting; it is rooted, aligned, and meant to last.

I will table the number 5 for another day… May this speak to you in your own life as Divine Intelligence would have you receive.  Until then, love yourself and all about your life radically! Who knew that a simple rendezvous at Baltimore Washington International Airport on a Sunday afternoon would bring such insight!!!

OH JOY‼️OH RAPTURE ‼️