I don't mind flying but I become a crazy person in airports. It's the waiting, and especially the delays. My son and I made it home from our holiday trip just fine, and now it is January 5, Wednesday. It is not the holidays anymore. The plans I thought I had in place to give me a fresh start when I got home have not settled the way I expected them to. Will this delay drive me crazy, too? It almost did. I confess to 36-or-so hours of denying God's grace to me. He was gentle and comforting, but I was kind of throwing a fit. I begged him to speak to me, and He got me listening to "Petition" from the McCracken album. It brought comfort.
Father what e'er of earthly bliss
Thy sovereign will denies
Accepted at Thy throne of grace
Let this petition rise.
Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine
My life and death attend
Thy presence through my journey shine
And crown my journey's end.
Give me calm, a thankful heart
From every murmur free.
The blessing of Thy grace impart
And make me live to Thee.
