Bumps in the Sky

It’s a short and bumpy flight. The kind of flight where the flight attendant calmly announces, “Passengers, please stay in your seats with your seat belts buckled because there is a little turbulence up ahead.” That’s code for “we’re going to be tossed around like salad in the hands of an angry sous chef.” The eyes of the passenger next to you widen like a rabbit trapped by a fox. That passenger has a white-knuckled grip on both arm rests. The pressure of that passenger’s grip threatens to cut off the blood supply to his finger nails. You’ve already had the impression at take off that the passenger next to you doesn’t like to fly, from when he started chanting the rosary. Suddenly the plane drops straight down 77 feet, and you experience the weightlessness of an astronaut, and a heart thud and a stomach lurch. The pilot comes on saying, “That was fun, eh!?” The flight attendant is smiling, not a forced smile, but a real smile, and you know everything is okay. After touch-down, that same attendant gets on the microphone and says, “It’s been a bumpy flight. Be careful when opening the overhead bins because ‘shift happens’."

Shift happens. Things move. We set life up and it tumbles, through no fault of our own. It might cause us fear, but we have to trust the Pilot, because our life is in His hands.

Let’s Pray: Dear God, shift happens. We can’t control all the factors. Let us trust You and Your plan. Amen.

Today’s Thought Is: If you fear? Trust in God. All will be well, eternally.

Source:
Psalm 52:8