Sometimes, God brings us on detours and we don’t understand.
I found out that trip.com can’t reschedule my flight. I have to visit the airline office to get things sorted tomorrow.
This delay could take longer than we expect.
They may run out of tickets- who knows?
These detours seem long and arduous, a waste of time even.
But I really believe, God is watching.
Our response to trial, disappointment and detours matters to Him.
I’m sitting on a metaphorical bus now without my kids asking “Are we there yet?”
And it reminds me, God wants us to trust He’s in the driver’s seat.
He’s moving us forward.
I keep worrying this might just be the start of a bad season- what if our flights to San Fran for ministry get disrupted? What if my flight back gets affected too?
But I’ll say what my MIL told me when I asked her how she felt when her son (Cliff) had cancer as a child,
“I just took it a day at a time and told myself it would be okay.”
By a miracle, Cliff got a liver from a man hit by a car. He’s lived on an extra 31 years since.
And I married him.
Surely, that’s good.