Air travel in America has morphed since my first trip in 1983. In those days dressing up was the norm, meal service was complimentary, and bags flew free. Now we wear what’s most comfortable, buy our own food, and pay extra for bags. Except on Southwest. That’s the US airline where bags fly free.
As I passed through the plane during the flight, the kind lady next to Rose told me how much she had enjoyed Rose’s company. Rosy herself was relaxed and chatty, a sure sign of the grace of God at work in her childlike responses. The young mother with the small baby enthused about Tiff’s willing help with the baby on the four hour flight. For this mother, a long trip alone with a demanding infant had been transformed into a happy time with a new friend.
I mused on the wily plans of God for us that day and smiled. My disappointment, anxiety and even resentment had been turned into another opportunity for God’s grace to be spilled out in the ordinary path of my life and the lives of my children. God Himself had scattered us to be points of light on a Southwest flight. How is He using your disappointments to bring Himself glory today?