God is so good.
He often reminds me of that in the most personal of ways.
I haven’t done much international travel and organizing, successfully meeting my flights and arriving in India unscathed was/is one of the parts of this trip I am most concerned about.
God knew that.
I liked my shuttle bus (which I took from south Jersey to Newark Airport) driver the moment I saw his New York Yankee’s cell phone holder – I liked him even more when he told me about his family, listed all the towns in India he knew (in hopes of finding a mutual destination), carried all my bags into the airport, walked me to the proper check in desk and showed me which paperwork I would need to rebook a shuttle home from the airport.
A second blessing came in the form of the desk clerk who checked me in. This kind Indian man asked me my reason for going to Chennai – and his face lit up when I told him I was going to work at an orphanage. It so happens that he used to drive Mother Theresa and the Sister’s of Charity around Calcutta to visit their various orphanages. After he had uttered twelve “God Bless You’s” (I started counting around the sixth time) he let me go and I successfully boarded my plane.
The flight from Jersey to Heathrow (where I am currently sitting!) was long but uneventful. The staff of British Airways were the most pleasant I’ve ever had. I couldn’t sleep at all; both excitement and not being very tired so I watched The Spiderwick Chronicles (very odd) ate a few bites of something that was once a chicken (very questionable) and got through the first six pages of “The Problem of Pain” (VERY superb
Pray I am able to rest on the next flight; I’m tired enough too now and don’t have to worry about a fast transfer on the other end. Pray also that I take advantage of all the opportunities that God has given me to show His love – I’m so tired that I feel like I might be missing some (which in reality I probably am). While waiting in yet another line I prayed that God would help me see people through His eyes; beyond appearance, beyond personality but looking at their souls in light of eternity. I want to be sensitive to the Holy Spirit’s leading but also want to rest in the knowledge that I am not responsible to save each person I meet (or in fact any person I meet!). As always there is a balanced view. Pray I rest in the grace of God and remain available (even in the midst of exhaustion) to His use.
More to come, cheerio! (I heard that word used today in its country of origin!)