Transition = Facing Change Head-On!Sample

AUTOPILOT

The day arrived for my departure. Now mind you, I had only flown alone one other time in my life. Dan had always been my travel partner. I have never been a fan of flying or maneuvering airports. We pray together before leaving loved ones at the airport, so I knew en route that my daughter would ask to pray over me. I was a nervous wreck inside and have always dealt with separation anxiety. I knew if she began to pray, I would break down and maybe tell her, 'I cannot do this.' So, I told her that I was going to pray.

I am sure my prayer did not go any further than my lips because my mind was preoccupied with the circumstance at hand. My daughter dropped me at the outside check-in. She got out of the car to get the luggage out of the trunk. I hugged her, told her I loved her, and that I would text when I got to my gate.

“For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and love, and a sound mind.” 2 Timothy 1:7

I was on autopilot. I felt like a robot. No feeling. Numb. I had scripture with me to keep repeating. I knew it would help me stay focused. I knew God was with me, yet I felt so alone.

Once we were in the air (I always go for a window seat), I looked out over the expanse of the robin egg blue sky and the city I was leaving behind. My daughter's home would have been the perfect safety net. Why was I doing this? Where would I live? What if I could not find a house I liked? What if my finances would not allow me to find a home I liked? I had asked God to let someone sit next to me that was nice and someone who was not a talker. I asked that of Him because I knew if they started asking questions, I would become this blubbering swollen-eyed lady and put us both in an awkward position.

“Therefore, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. ... Each day has enough trouble of its own.”Matthew 6:34

I knew I was one step closer to discovering where God wanted me, yet I had a! long way to go.