Journey Through the Great Sadness

I have returned from my wonderful trip to Charlotte. It truly was wonderful. The experience and the opportunity was simply amazing but I hope it’s not the only time I’ll get to do something like this!

There were many days I wondered why God was sending me on this trip. I’m still not entirely sure why I was selected for this opportunity, but I am fairly certain of one thing: This was a flight of healing for me.

I wasn’t entirely sure I could get on the plane last Thursday. My wonderful husband was with me until I made it through the security checkpoint. And I knew he, and many others, were praying for me. I was one of the last people who boarded the plane, and for a while, thought I would be sitting by myself. At the last minute, a young lady joined me. As she got settled, I watched as she opened a book. But it wasn’t just any book. It was The Book - A One Year Bible. I knew it was God’s way of telling me He was with me. Take off was, as it usually is, frightful. Too bouncy! And the landing was much the same.

When it was all over, I found myself feeling tremendous peace. And I never thought about my next flight until it was time for me to get on the plane.

I had the pleasure of seeing my parents for brunch on Sunday. (Columbia, SC is just a quick hours drive to Charlotte.) They took me to the airport, and we talked about so many things - except flying.

When it was time for me to head to the security check point, my mother looked at me and said, “Are you ok?” It was then that I realized I was about to get on an airplane. In most instances, I ruminate over a flight for weeks prior to lift off. I looked around at my surroundings and said, “You know, I am ok. I’m really ok.”

And I was. I conked out once I got on the plane. Take off wasn’t nearly as terrifying as it normally is. The landing, however, had me a bit jumpy as windy conditions bounced the plane around quite a bit. It wasn’t entirely fun, but I knew I was going to be just fine.

Now that it’s all over, I am confident that I could get on another plane tomorrow. The power of prayer came through in this flight of healing for me. I’m sure I’m still going to get nervous at take off and landing - most people do. But, I am not so terrified that flying is out of the question anymore.

Praise God!!