Journeying with Jesus
The first time I was to fly alone to Abu Dhabi to speak at a
religious conference, I was rather frightened—petrified would be more
accurate. It meant stopping in Chicago to switch to Etihad, the United
Arab Emirates airline, flying over the ocean (daunting to a non-swimmer
like me), and then counting on someone to meet me in the Abu Dhabi
airport. I decided to imagine that Jesus was with me on this journey.
We’d be taking this trip together. After all, it was his work I was
doing.
In Chicago, when I requested a window seat, the clerk said the flight was full and none was available, but he would give me a good seat. It turned out to be the last one in the back, but there was an empty seat beside it…the only empty seat on the plane! So it was easy to think of Jesus as my traveling companion. Click to Continue
In Chicago, when I requested a window seat, the clerk said the flight was full and none was available, but he would give me a good seat. It turned out to be the last one in the back, but there was an empty seat beside it…the only empty seat on the plane! So it was easy to think of Jesus as my traveling companion. Click to Continue
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