Airplanes and flying have always fascinated me. I even considered being a flight attendant at one time. I’ve only flown a handful of times and while it was exciting to me, it was also scary.
I enjoy observing how differently people behave in the exact circumstances. When I boarded a plane a few months ago, I was like a kid getting on a big roller coaster at Disney World. It had been a few years since I had flown and I was pretty excited, but also nervous.
I was expecting to be able to sit next to my cousin, but she had to sit across the aisle. So I got squished in the middle seat between two young men. The one with the awesome window seat had his ear buds in, reading a book. He was obviously a seasoned flyer. I wanted to strike up a conversation, but he was clearly not interested. So I started talking to the other guy. We freely talked about what was going on in our lives and spiritual matters. I said good-bye feeling like I was richer for having met him.
Recently, I found myself in the airport again. I was waiting to meet my daughter, Anna. I asked someone where the closest place for me to wait for those exiting the plane would be. I hadn’t seen her in a month and I was almost giddy with excitement at seeing her round the corner. I kept my eye on the hallway where I knew she would enter. Every time I heard footsteps, I wondered if it was her.
As I stood there waiting, I thought of II Timothy 4:8
Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day: and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing.
I asked myself, “Gaye, do you look this anxiously for Jesus to come back?” Honestly, I do not. But I can say, I do a thousand times more now than I used to. I long to be in heaven with David… my best friend for 25 years, my husband, and the father of our four children. I long to see Jesus face to face and be where there is no physical or emotional pain, sickness, or sorrow…where all is well forever more.
For most of my life, I have enjoyed the daily benefits and blessings that the Lord loaded me with that I wasn’t in any hurry to see Jesus come back. As I look around at the terrible mess our world has become, I long for heaven. But God is still very good and I don’t deserve His many blessings in my life.
It is of the LORD’S mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness. The LORD is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him. The LORD is good unto them that wait for him, to the soul that seeketh him. (Lamentations 3:22-25)
Just as we anticipate the good things in this life, let us not forget the great things in the next life. May we be ready and looking for that day of Jesus’ return. For He promised,
And, behold, I come quickly; and my reward is with me, to give every man according as his work shall be. (Revelation 22:12)
Keep looking up,