perspective.

have you ever had those moments of perspective that hit you in the gut or maybe across the face {depending on how stubborn and self focused you are}? well, tonight i had one of those. i jet planed again today to washington and was feeling a little sorry for myself..cuz i'm a bit tired and have a lot going on. i'm behind in my reading for my grad program due to travel and ministry responsibilities. annoyed with my whining?! apparently so was God. as i was trying to read a book i must write a paper on by the end of the week...i got contemplative. it happens quite frequently on planes for me. i've heard people say they love to climb mountains to get closer to God, so when i'm flying i must be really close to God. anyway, i began to see what a difference a year makes. i thought back to my life a year ago...my life is significantly different. its a year next week since Tennyson went home to be with the Lord, i wasn't in school a year ago, and i wasn't responsible for nearly as much in ministry a year ago. i sort of started whining again {via my journal}...you know like lament psalms David would have penned and then all of the sudden i looked up...there he was. a guy probably my age. barely having enough strength to walk to the front of the plane. his body obviously afflicted with the most abominable disease, cancer. he was pale, skinny, and bald but proudly wearing a yellow livestrong bracelet. i felt hit in the gut...perspective. my whining was embarrassing now. i sat in my seat quietly crying and praying for a young man who's name i'll never know...but who left a lasting impression on the girl sitting in 3A.

Song of the Day :: Hillsong//Stronger {dedicated to my new friend from Northwest Flight 1272}