Lessons from an airport

I am a people watcher. Always have been. 

I was the child that found it more interesting to watch the others interact. When I sit at a restaurant, my eyes drift to different tables and I try to figure the relationship between all of the guests.
Maybe I should think to study psychology :)

I have gotten the opportunity to sit in a handful of airports in the past few months. Whenever I go to an airport, I first find my gate and then find food/outlets/chairs. I then rest until it's time to go to my gate, and sometimes I people watch.

I saw people walking around with their heads craned upward. Looking for signs of which gate they were approaching, checking the monitors for any delays, changes, or even confirmation of their current plans.

As I awaited to board my flight number 470 from DFW to Fort Lauderdale, I had this thought "What if people lived the way they do in airports?"

 It always makes me giggle when I see people walk calmly one way...and then a few minutes later dash madly towards another gate. 

So....
    What if people were always looking up towards the heavens?
    What if I always consulted the signs?
    What if you were always checking God's heart for any delays, changes, or confirmation of your plans?

I think there might be less people running back and forth, not sure of what's going on.

I was a bad passenger on my flight out of Florida into a different country. You see, I was told via monitors and the employee over the speaker system that our flight was delayed an hour and fifteen minutes.

So, I bought a better dinner and sat down, found an outlet and got on my cell and laptop to communicate with people before I left the country. Less than an hour had passed and I heard my name being called over the speaker system.
"This is the last call for Tabitha Bell."

WHAT?!? When did that happen? I was so absorbed in my own self, in doing my own thing, in my own logic and time-keeping skills...I had nearly missed my flight! Something changed...and I wasn't paying attention to anything that would tell me about the change.

Don't get too busy, too planned, or too prideful to miss out on direction.
Remember to look up to the One that has all the answers.

Come away with me

Have you ever been so happy with someone you want to be with them and not think about anything else?
Forget the responsibilities, forget appointments made, forget the fact you're yawning every other word.
It happens often for me. I can still remember instances as a child: Staying awake with a dear friend to grasp hold of every available moment. Falling asleep near my dad as he did work at home.

                              Stay.                             Forget.                            Bask.

Less common is being so supremely happy you could "live off this love". The temptation of running away from said responsibilities and obligations. As if all you ever needed to live is the presence of this person.

I'll felt this way maybe once or twice.

It is usually spontaneous: going about the daily mundane tasks with your love and you say..."let's just go!" Whether is be to your favorite secluded place, or some crazy adventure.

You abandon all for your love,  to be "con tú amor".

I often sneak away for mini romantic rendezvous with my love. I didn't even realize until someone once asked what I was doing. "I'm watching the lightning storm and reading by candlelight....sipping this tea." I said with a girlish smile and a shrug.

And sometimes, I get the opportunity to run away with the one that matters most.

That is what I'm doing now in Panama.

While in the midst of emotional uncertainty, while in an unstable "life" (no job, no home, too many options to choose one.)... the one I share all with whispered in my ear "come away with me."

                I am here. Resting. Learning. Growing. Spending time with my lover.




To clarify, I'm single. There are no men in my life (any that have decided to pursue me, that is.) My first and forevermore lover is Yahweh.






I love Him, and I love to bask in His presence.

I urge you to do the same. You might not have the opportunity to run away...but bask. For an evening, take the time away to be with the one that chooses you even when you spit in His face.

He's calling, "Come away with me, Beloved."

YOLO

As I drew accustomed to writing with a pen, I pondered the lack of a backspace key; both on this piece of paper and in life.

“You only live once” is the current rampant saying. Young people, my peers (in age), will say "YOLO' and use this as their justification to do something against their better judgment.

 

 I’ve heard some debate in Christian circles about this concept.

“Yolo.” One will say with a shrug.

“..that statement is biblically inaccurate.’ Another will quip, most likely considering the promise of eternal life.

Fellow New Creations in Christ,

I believe that statement is actually quite accurate.

You get one life on this earth and it is promised to go by as quickly as a twinkling of an eye.

Rather than allowing “yolo” to be a passcode into a moment, night, or life of the cheapening of your spirit; may it be a reminder, a call to arms to serve and love. Make the most of your life, because you’re not getting a second one.

You aren't promised tomorrow, so make the most of today.

It’s between you and God to decide what that means for you.

                                                                                                                        eph5:21

in love,
tabitha.ariel