That’s right. I arrived five hours ago, but I’m traveling standby and the flights are full.
Is this a joke?
This morning, my Facebook status said: “Going to a She Speaks conference in North Carolina; can’t wait to see what the Lord has in store.”
Is this what the Lord had in store for me?
Not what I imagined. Nor what I desire, but it is what it is.
I always told my kids to make lemonade out of lemons. Okay, Karen, start squeezing.
I have a Bible, a reading book, a laptop. What more do I need?
But I want to do more than fill empty space, or count down the minutes.
What would the Lord have me learn in this situation?
Patience? Flexibility? Humor?
I’m not laughing.
I arrived three hours early for my flight so I could drive a friend of mine to catch her flight. She’s sipping water now at 35,000 feet. Where’s her faith lesson?
Sorry Lord, my eyes went horizontal.
Normally, when I travel alone, I pray to view people through God’s eyes so I might offer a word of encouragement.
I ask for ears to hear His voice. Never know when He’s going to impress some truth upon my heart.
In answer to those prayers, I have experienced indescribable God moments that assure me–He’s real and present even in the most absurd situations.
However, I know previous epiphanies don’t mean I’ll witness the Lord in action today.
Perhaps I’ll sit here, idle and killing time, with nothing to show for it. I’ll board the plane at the end of the day, weary and confused.
Really, Lord? Was it necessary for me to miss my flight? I was going to this conference to learn how to speak for you.
My flesh says “such is life.” Bad things happen. If waiting for a Red Eye flight is the worst thing that happens today, no problem.
My heart observes life with an eternal perspective.
I believe that nothing is wasted…not even sitting in an airport terminal for umpteen hours…if it increases my faith or I can be used by God.
“Be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you who belong to Christ Jesus.” 1st Thessalonians 5:18
I glance at my fellow road warriors who are waiting on delayed flights. What is their perspective? Does grumbling change a thing?
For me, the bottom line isn’t what happens to me, but how I respond.
Sitting in the airport isn’t my first choice, but while I’m here, I’ll make the best of it.
And ask the Lord to teach me no matter the cost.
Even in this.