Plane Exit © by TalAtlas

I flew home from Charlotte on Sunday. We had just finished a fabulous conference of which I will be posting about in the next few posts.  However, Sunday was not a great travel day. I went to She Speaks with my friend Nikol, and she was none too happy about the rearrangement to our schedule, so when the airline placed me in a window seat in the exit row, I did not complain. I needed to stay calm, cool, and collected about sitting in the exit aisle even though I wanted to flip a lid. At some point, I heard Nikol teasingly say something to the effect of I was going to sit in an exit aisle and LIKE it after the agent scanned my ticket and reminded me yet again that I was sitting in an exit seat.

Truthfully, I don’t normally react to anyone telling me how I am supposed to feel about anything very well.  If anybody else had said this to me on any other day, I would have burned or become unglued, but there was no time for worrying about myself in these moments.  This is not because I am some holier than thou saint, I was just trying to survive the day.  So, I boarded the plane and sat in the hot seat next to Nikol – she at the window, me beside her, the aisle on the other side of me, an empty seat, and then a man across the way next to the other window.

When the agent came over to ask us whether we were aware that we were in the aisle seat, I must have looked hesitant, because she made us say, “yes” out loud.  Begrudgingly, I did.  I looked over my responsibilities in the guide from the seat back.  I felt semi-sure that I could perform the required duties and then up and up and away we went.

As we landed, I was already thinking of sitting in the exit row on our next plane.  We were each window seats.  I told Nikol, “I am not going to be okay with sitting in the exit row if we are the only ones on our row.”  She thought I was crazy and asked me why I hated the exit row.  I responded, “I just don’t want to be responsible for all these people.”  My thought also being that if the exit row was needed, the likelihood of our survival seemed low in the first place.

We boarded the next plane, each sitting beside the windows, with two large fellows in between us.  I sucked in and assumed the work of the exit row seat.  I looked out the window as we took off, thought of God, my time at the conference, and the lovely details on the ground.  I saw the intricate designs that one cannot see on the ground.  I watched in awe of the handiwork from the air.

He reminded me that He has a big picture in mind of His plan and purpose for each one of us.  Most of the time, I do not get to see the big picture for me because I live in the midst of the details on the ground.  You too, right?

He reminded me He had indeed placed me on the window seat of this plane making me responsible.  While I don’t understand all of the big picture, He gave me a glimpse of the details and reminded me that He’d given me groups of people to be responsible for – you, my readers, being one of them!  The clay never tells the potter how to shape it or form it or for what use it will become.  It yields to the Hands shaping it.  I will be updating my blog in the next few weeks to reflect those people He’s given me as a trust and treasure!

We are responsible to give the gospel gift we’ve been freely given!

“Freely you have received, freely give.”  Matthew 10:8

How will you serve those you’ve been made responsible for, freely giving His gospel and grace?  Will you come willing and able or begrudge what He’s given you to do?

I’m linking with The Better Mom, Michelle for Hear it on Sunday, Use it on Monday, Laura at Playdates with God, Jen at Finding Heaven, Beauty in His Grip, Seedlings in Stone, and Just Write.

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  1. Janice C Johnson says:

    Visiting from Finding Heaven. Thanks for sharing your hard-earned insight! I understand your reluctance to be held responsible for a bunch of people. LOVE the image of only being able to see God’s big picture from above, not on the ground where we are!

  2. It is definitely hard to do those things he’s asked me to do when it is NOT at all what I had expected doing. But while I’m begrudgingly doing them…I’m also begrudgingly admitting it is for my best that He’s having me do them and I will most certainly thank Him later for it! :)

    •  Thank you for sharing that perspective with me. People need to know that even though we begrudge a task there is still benefit in it.  Thanks for bringing up this point.

  3. That is beautiful and very thought provoking! Thank you!

  4. Nicole White says:

    Lovely! I was at She Speaks and had an airplane adventure, too! Here is my tale:

  5. It is so hard to see the big picture in the midst of the details. Thanks for the reminder! <3 

  6. I too had a trying travel day on Sunday after She Speaks. Between 3 different flights, layovers, and driving time it took me about 12 hours to get home. Needless to say I was exhausted. My eye glasses broke on the way to Houston and I nearly missed my flight in L.A. I kept reminding myself, “If this is the worst thing that happens to me today, it’s still been a pretty good day.” Sound familiar? :)

  7. Michelle_kelly_05 says:

    Wow! I so loved this post! I was blown away by your question at the end…How will I serve those I’ve been made responsible for????….such a powerful, convicting question. Thank you so much for sharing this last week on Teagan’s Travel’s Destination: Inspiration linky party. I hope you’ll be back this week…I am also giving away Liz Curtis Higgs’ new book on Ruth! 

    Also, so glad you got home safely from the conference! I was so exhausted and I live just 15 minutes away. Really felt for all of you who traveled so far to be there!

    Hugs, Michelle 


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