I got on the bus at 2 a.m. and prayed that when I arrived at the airport my brother would still be there. God heard from me every five minutes on that bus trip. After everything else that had gone wrong that night, I felt sure when I arrived at the airport he would be gone. But to my amazement, as I entered the airport, my brother was walking out, about to board a bus to Wichita Falls. I was so relieved to see him.
Some people make New Year's resolutions.
If Greyhound is available, they are your best bet.