9/23/2010
I was packed two days ago but as usual left some small things for the last moment. After a few stressful moments we headed to the airport, late as usual. It was hard to say goodbye, especially to Lindsey who is leaving for good in two weeks. She has been a good friend for over 4 years. When will getting goodbye be easy and normal?
Sitting in pre-boarding I am grimaced at, probably because I am underdressed for an airport compared to the Argentineans. Oh well. It will be a long flight and I just want to get there. With that said God has been reminding me to see what He has for me today, as in, do not make plans today based on how I perceive my future to be. So when I passed a poor old lady stumbling over her loafers to make it to immigrations I can’t help but look over at her. She asks me to lend her my arm, we walk together. She was too proud to ask for a chair, didn’t want her family to see her weak. How many times have I been too proud to ask God for help? I usually end up tripping along the way only hoping to make it to the end, so that others will think I am ok. I hope that old lady made it to her family.
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