Rough air is normal on most flights. It’s quite rare you get one that is completely smooth.
January 28th, I was on a flight from Knoxville, TN, to New Haven, CT, and it was raining from south to north through the entire flight path. That makes for a gloomy, long ride. We don’t have many direct flights to begin with, and one to Connecticut was for sure not happening.
If you read my post from yesterday, “Not Sure,” you know I was already feeling a little blah throughout the first flight. I wrote that post while on there, and I queued it to post.
Something happened right after that thought, though – we got above the clouds. And there it was … sunshine.
Glorious sunshine.
That one singular thought process changed me and my outlook for the second leg. Once I settled into leg two, from Dulles to Bradley, I was more at peace, more present, and more clear.
I had seen what I needed – hope.
You see, that thing I needed to hear and see and know was that there was something better.
4 Sing praises to the Lord, O you his saints,
and give thanks to his holy name.
5 For his anger is but for a moment,
and his favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may tarry for the night,
but joy comes with the morning. – Psalm 30:4-5 ESV
This scripture resonates deeply, especially when considering my flight experience. It serves as a metaphor for hope and reassurance. Often in life, we find ourselves navigating through our own ‘rainy flightpaths’, feeling the weight of challenges and uncertainties. Yet, just as the sun continues to shine above the clouds, there is always hope and joy waiting to break through our gloomiest moments.
It’s a reminder that no matter how overcast our situations might seem, there is always something better, something brighter beyond the clouds. Sometimes, all it takes is a shift in perspective – a look above the clouds – to rediscover the hope and joy that’s always been there, just out of sight.
Sometimes, I guess we just need a little sunshine.
- OR –
We need to have the forethought to look above the clouds.