The first flight I ever took was to Madrid,Spain. Needless to say, I was a bit apprehensive about the 13 hour flight that would include two transfers. Honestly, I didn't really know what to expect. The sight of the large 957 Boeing plane zooming quickly from a runway, elevating high in the sky was a little overwhelming to say the least. As I boarded the plane, buckled my seatbelt and laid my head back, I asked God a question. I closed my eyes and said, "show me your hand". In my mind, I could see the plane that I was on in the palm of God's hand. This brought much comfort and as I breathed a sigh of relief on top of a "Thank you God" I knew that my flight was "palm protected". I have taken many flights since then and the routine is still the same, "God, show me your hand" and everytime he opens it, there is the plane.
Prayer: God, thank you for my life residing in your hand. Your hand never fails, they lift me up during times of trouble and offer hope that is everlasting. Thank you for the assurance that when I ask, you will open your hand and show me what I need to see. Amen
No comments:
Post a Comment