Today I came home from a very quick work related trip to the west coast. I left on Wednesday and came back Friday! As exciting as this venture was, I was not looking forward to it. Why? Well, although I am a confident and reasonable human being, I do not like flying. No way, no how, it seems very unreasonable to me. Also, this time I was without Jon, whose hand I couldn't hold and who wouldn't be able to reassure me that turbulence does not translate into a plane crash.
Now, hopefully, I'll begin to write a bit more about my ongoing revelations about air travel, but first, God displayed His amazing love in two very surprising ways - which only He could do.
1) On the way there, a young girl sat next to me in the middle seat. Soon I heard her conversing with her family - in German - about how she wanted to be able to sit next to her family. So, being both helpful and a German speaker, I chimed in, a bit to their surprise, however they were very helpful, and soon we had found a seating arrangement that worked for everyone! Talking in German, and helping!! Two of my favorite things. What a great way to start a flight. (On a side note - the dad asked me if I was German or American. Feeling very confident about the language skills, I said I was an american. of course - he switched to english. I kept talking german because once you start in one language, its hard to stop. Ack, die Germans, never let others learn their language!)
2) On the way here today, I was remarkably able to get out on a MUCH earlier flight. It was very full, so I was naturally expecting to be in the middle seat in the back of the plane - which is the bumpiest part! But God in His amazing graciousness provided me an AISLE seat over the WING!!!! Ah! Even more so, the family across the aisle had a cute little baby who did not cry the whole time. I also recognized on their key chain this large red tag stating 'Remove before Flight" - my sister has that same tag on her key ring, it is apparently some sort of Navy/Military tag they put on planes, then take off, and then alot of wives/husbands/pilots use as key rings and other paraphenalia. So I could reasonably assume one of them was a pilot. Also I saw on the man's wrist a WWJD bracelet. So sitting on the aisle, on a wing, across from a Christian navy pilot family with a cute baby?! Wow. It was like God was saying "Sara - I've taken care of you in every possible way you can imagine. So now, all I need you to do is trust me. Seriously, that's it." I did much better on these flights than before to be sure!!! Will blog more later - now it's time to sleep!!
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