Friday, September 16, 2011
What a whirlwind of travel and meetings I've been wrapped up in.
I flew Southwest home which does not have seat assignments. It was two flights home and both times God nudged me to do what I did not want to do. I am a reader/flyer period. I don't want to visit with strangers, I want to read. On the first flight there was a young woman with a crying baby and there was nothing I could do but sit by her because God was literally screaming in my ear to help this woman. I was literally screaming back "in my head" that I don't want to be anywhere near a screaming baby. Fortunately, I know the feeling in my gut when God is directing me and so down I plopped with the poor woman and together we kept that baby content. She almost cried when she got off the plane, hugging my neck. I opened my book for the second leg of the journey and a man sat next to me who kept inhaling huge amounts of air, so I put my book down and asked him if he was OK, and no, he has major anxiety and does not like to fly. Of course, I wanted to say "if you don't like to fly then get off mister" but instead I listened to him talk for the 45 minute trip and he too was grateful. So.....I would have loved to read on the trip home but I am so grateful that God used me and that I was aware of his presence. It makes me feel loved by God when I get "any kind" of assignment to be of service to my fellows, even if the service is just being present. This is the stuff I have learned in our beautiful program. Suit up, show up and ask God to direct our path.