Flying patience
For the most part I love flying. I like going to new places, learning the culture and trying new things especially the food. As I flew back from Atlanta I was reminded of something I don't like. Why do people hop out of their seats as soon as the plane comes to a stop at the gate? The seat belt sign barely lights up and the ding is still ringing when, out of nowhere, people are standing in the aisle by my chair in row 9. Where did they come from. Why? We ended up not moving for about 20 minutes while they brought a bus and unloaded gate checked baggage… Then, we all got on the bus and then waited until everyone took another seat before leaving for baggage claim.
It cracked me up when I realized a lot of those guys were once again waiting…in the restroom. It is another one of the patience testing moments, I guess. We've just flown to keep from driving or to maximize our time in one place and so one gets in such a hurry. So get out of your seat and do something! Patience. Slow down. Grace. Peace. I'm not the fastest moving one in the bunch but that doesn't always mean I'm patient. I need to work on patience; God has given it as part of the fruit, right? It seems it is one of the hardest to cultivate yet so crucial to the work of the Spirit. I might just buckle up and stay here a while.