Wednesday, October 19, 2011

The Wrong Bag

My flight to Portland this morning was uneventful. As I drove to the airport this morning I spent my time talking to God. I did try to focus on praises to Him, but I found myself coming back to reminding Him that I am feeling fearful. I don't know exactly what I'm afraid of, I just know that deep inside my belly I have the jitters. I am taking this big step and I feel like I'm all by myself, even though I have suppotive people around me, and a great big God, it's just me going to Michigan. God already knows all this, I guess this is why He keeps telling me that He will never leave me or forsake me. He reminds me that I am not alone!
So, we landed and I got off the plane, and absent mindedly grabbed my suitcase. I walked into the double doors that entered the corridor. I was in the crowd of people, and I moved to the side to take a look at the monitors for my next flight to Minniapolis. As I was staring up at the monitors a young man came up to me and asked me if that was actually my bag! I looked at it and thought, "it looks like my bag" but then I realized it was missing the little blue flower peace name tag that a friend gave. "whoops" I said "I'm so sorry, I took the wrong bag!"
He was more than relieved to find his bag, but then of course, I didn't have mine! I went back to the counter to tell of my woes and the ticket agent made a couple phone calls. She discovered that my bag had been transported to baggage claim. So, I headed that direction. When I arrived at baggage claim there was just one lonely red bag, and it was not mine. I asked around, but no one seemed to know about my bag. Finally a gentleman came strolling from across the room and to me, he looked guilty. I asked him if he knew about my flower peace bag, and he did. He had put it in the far corner. So, the lost bag was found, much to my relief. I made my way back through security, found my gate, and once again asked God to calm me.
Jesus led me to psalms 15 this morning and the phrase that really stood out was "speak truth from your heart" ah, from my heart, Jesus I will speak the truth about who you are and who I am. You are perfect, I am not. You are God, I am not. You can meet my needs, I cannot.
I will make mistakes, choose the wrong bag, but if I keep my focus on you, I will find my way.
Say That Again Jesus, you are the way!

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