I spent a good deal of time sitting around airports in the
last week. In fact, I think it is possible that I spent more time waiting in
the airport than I did at my actual final destination! As we Daily Fast Fuel
gals reflect on how we manage the “delays” of life, I am struck by a crazy
While I often rail against the pain of waiting in many areas
of my life, I actually revel at the luxury of waiting in an airport. (Truth.)
There is something so wonderful about being contentedly
confident that you will eventually get to where you are headed, but that, in
this moment, you are allowed to just sit…and be. You may not run any errands.
You may not clean the house. You may not run around like a chicken with your
head cut off.
Instead, in an airport, a delay equates to a few more
moments of freedom to oneself. (Introvert! Guilty as charged.) I look
forward to times when I am told to just sit tight, keep reading my
book, or grab another cup of coffee. I’m happy to!
It is interesting to me that I do not see the rest of my
“waiting places” with such longing. When I waited nearly a year for my condo to
sell, I was not happy to do so. When I waited for my son to be born (nearly two
weeks late and 17 hours of labor), I was not happy to do so. When I waited
eight days to hear results from my husband’s biopsy, I was not happy to
I find it interesting to reflect that while each of these
delays could be considered an inconvenience, I actually welcome the one in the
airport. Any day.
I have full confidence that I will make it to my promised
I see the time as an opportunity to enjoy the place where
Two words that have the power to transform a delay into a delight.
Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and
wait for the Lord. – Psalm 27:14
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