Baggage Claim

My wife nearly opted to become a widow a few years ago as we traveled to my cousin’s wedding in California. Being the planner that she is, she continued to ask a logical barrage of questions.

“Who’s coming to get us at my parent’s house?”

I answered truthfully, “Don’t know.”

“Well, when are they coming?”

“Not really sure.”

“Where are they taking us?”

I shrugged.

“When is the wedding, by the way?”

“Don’t remember.”

“Were is the wedding?”

“California, somewhere.”

I can’t blame her for being frustrated with me, but on the return trip she understood why I found such vital details unimportant.

As much as I love my family, as much as I consider them all to be wonderful people, I’ve learned that when traveling with them the best plans to have are no plans. Just get yourself to baggage claim and blend in with the luggage because everyone else has planned everything without you and you’re just along for the ride. It’s a rather stress free way to travel, actually. All you need to know is that dad will meet you in baggage claim and that everything else is taken care of whether you like it or not.

God brought this to my attention this evening whilst meeting with my beloved Brotherhood. I believe the reason He did so was because we’re facing a lot of uncertain times just around the corner where we might not know where the mortgage check is coming from or how we’ll get our next meal. (Perhaps not that bad, but that’s how it feels.) The message, or so it seemed, was, “Just get yourself to baggage claim and trust that Dad has the rest in hand.”
Why is it so much easier to trust my parents than it is to trust my God? Even so, there’s peace about my future. Stress free way to travel if you ask me.