On a recent flight, I had time to really think about my life experiences. I thought about how specific events have molded me. It was a short flight but long enough for me to dig deep in thought.
It was an evening flight on a commercial airline that was half full. I felt as if I was alone on the flight. It was just me, the night sky, clouds, and occasional flickers of light below. It was quiet outside of the hum of the plane. I was tired and happy to have the much needed moment of peace.
It wasn’t long before that peace was interrupted by startling turbulence. It was the kind of turbulence that has you bracing yourself. At any moment I expected to hear an announcement saying the worse or see the oxygen masks fall from above. That didn’t happen.
Almost as quickly as it began, it ended. For me it felt like a much needed reminder of how quickly things can change. It can feel like the end of the world. Then in an instance, you’re in paradise. That’s where I am. So many experiences felt meant to break me. Yet here I am, not broken, not deterred, and very much looking forward to tomorrow.
That moment on the flight was a reminder of all the things I’ve been able to overcome by faith. It was a reminder to smile through the turbulence. Paradise is just ahead.