Catch your breath~*
This weekend I went on a trip down to Florida for a friend's wedding. On my trip, I probably passed through four different airports. Which, typical of my character, got me thinking about the parallels to my life and airports. I think the biggest life lesson that I continue to learn, is to wait. I am consistently surrounded by a society that does not adapt well to a setting or environment where you have to wait. We have instant dinners, instant coffee and a promise of instant satisfaction.
As a result of this superficial promise of gratification, we have become a discontented society.
What, if the next time I was standing in line for something, I saw it as an opportunity to catch my breath? What if instead of letting my mind race with all the time I am wasting sitting in one place,I saw it as a chance to refocus?
What if the lesson that God continues to teach me, is one not from the busy moments, but rather, the times of waiting?
Which brings me back to the airport setting. When I waited for my next flight, in the waiting area, I found myself to be a trusting person. When I sat down and waited in that terminal, I trusted that that airplane was going to arrive. That they were going to rip my ticket, give me my ticket stub and invite me to sit on the plane. I trusted that that pilot would take me to my destination and as a result, I had confidence in his abilities.
Did I know what direction the airplane was going in? I had a general idea. Did I always know the time and distances from one location to the next? No. But, all of a sudden it seemed irrelevant, because what mattered to me, was that regardless of the time it took, I would arrive at my destination.
As a result of this superficial promise of gratification, we have become a discontented society.
What, if the next time I was standing in line for something, I saw it as an opportunity to catch my breath? What if instead of letting my mind race with all the time I am wasting sitting in one place,I saw it as a chance to refocus?
What if the lesson that God continues to teach me, is one not from the busy moments, but rather, the times of waiting?
Which brings me back to the airport setting. When I waited for my next flight, in the waiting area, I found myself to be a trusting person. When I sat down and waited in that terminal, I trusted that that airplane was going to arrive. That they were going to rip my ticket, give me my ticket stub and invite me to sit on the plane. I trusted that that pilot would take me to my destination and as a result, I had confidence in his abilities.
Did I know what direction the airplane was going in? I had a general idea. Did I always know the time and distances from one location to the next? No. But, all of a sudden it seemed irrelevant, because what mattered to me, was that regardless of the time it took, I would arrive at my destination.
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So true! We are not accustomed to having to wait these days...for anything! I like your thoughts at the end, not knowing exactly where you are or when you will get there, yet trusting the pilot to take you there. Reminds me of how it is with God. So often He calls us to wait, and we don't know where He is taking us, or when we will get there, but we can trust Him to lead anyways!
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