Friday, June 23, 2006

Airports and Sunrises
By
Caleb Meeks

(Enjoy taking coffee this morning with my 18 yr old son as he anticipates departure for a summer in Mozambique, Africa. SM)

Three more sleeps and most of us will be heading to the airport! Wow, I love airports! As soon as I walk into one I can just smell adventure and travel. I love seeing the hodgepodge of people bustling about: there goes the business man rolling his briefcase at breakneck speed; there is the old, gaudy, rich woman followed by an enormous car of suitcases; there goes some of the hitchhiker type striding with their head back, thumbs tucked in the backpack strap, and fanny-pack intact; then there is an Indian family (the mother and daughters in full regalia) scuttling along as if all seven were a single body; here come the captain, the co-pilot, and three stewardesses all walking in a row…quite at home with it all; and there is the oblivious janitor slowly cleaning away in his own world. I enjoy hearing the sound of foreign languages over the intercom and imagine how fun it would be if I understood everyone in the boarding line…I wonder if they are talking about me? Just think, God loves all of these people, knows them by name, and has a plan to save each one.

Another thing I love is to fly. The feeling of inertia on my face, legs and chest an the idea of how massive this machine is as it takes to flight thrills and baffles me. But soon human ingenuity is dwarfed by looming storm-clouds as they toss our toy plane up and down. Electric blue spider webs dance in the dark mists below and I know we are in God’s hands-- a terrifying, but safe place to be.

I enjoy a cup of hot tea or coffee during the early morning hours as I watch the sunrise. When light spreads her wings, the expanse is set ablaze, clouds turn to golden spires and vapor to amber fields. I hold my breath and thank God for this gift just for me.

Let us glorify God even in the journey, let’s listen to him, talk to him, seek his face, and love his people as we travel.

God, teach us to love as you do.

May the Lord bless you, keep you, and give you peace.

“If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
If I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
If I settle on the far side of the sea,

Even there your hand will guide me,
Your right hand will hold me fast.”


Psalm 138:8-10

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