First Church of God

It’s just after noon, and my flight is scheduled to leave at 1:10.  Through the window I’m witnessing a whirlwind of movement; a dozen planes in motion.  Some taxi for takeoff, others approach for landing, and others soar high into the sky.  One bolt of lightning brings it all to a halt.  A dozen plans are frozen in place, their power to move stolen by a storm.  It’s an eerie sight to see so much frantic movement suddenly stilled.  Planes and plans are put on pause.

I remember avoiding a train last week, an interruption that could have inspired and energized me, if I had let it.  Lord, I trust you have a blessing for me disguised as a delay.  What would you have me do with this unexpected extra time?  A nap?  A book?  A conversation with a stranger?  All are good options.  A nap, if needed, is no waste of time.  And how many times have I wished for more opportunities to read?  Now I have it.  How will I invest this gift I’ve been given?  I’m open and expectant to see what’s in store!