I had a window seat on my return flight from California on Monday. The person sitting next to me was a kind lady, but spoke very little English. Her husband was seated across the aisle from her. We exchanged smiles and hellos but most of the trip she either had her back to me or was asleep. I had a book to read but decided instead, to take advantage of the view. After all, how often do I have the opportunity to look out the window at 33,000 feet?
First of all, it's interesting to fly out over the ocean after take off. One could think that we were traveling the wrong direction. I know the water is west and the Midwest is east. The answer was easy on that one… trust the pilot. We eventually rose so that we were above the clouds. From above, the clouds were gorgeous. I thought of how the sky looks on a cloudy day from the ground. Not always so gorgeous. As we descended, I was amazed at the housing. Each one looked like a tiny tile. They were not haphazardly arranged. It looked as if there was a distinct plan. I was struck, though, by how small they appeared. It was hard to imagine that each contained a family, complete with daily dramas, challenges and joys.
Perspective really can change our view of things. Where we stand and how closely we are looking at our circumstances can definitely determine whether things seem giant or miniscule. While in California, I also had the joy of having lunch with my younger brother. We talked about raising kids and letting go of young adults, getting older, missing our mom and the tragedies of lives that seem to be gone much too soon. His understated summary was, "So I guess every morning we get to wake up is a good day, right?" I laughed and agreed. Yes, with that perspective, every day can be a good day!
So this year I will be more mindful of where I am standing. I will remember that in light of eternity, some of these earthly challenges are truly miniscule and that, more often than not, I can sit back, enjoy the view and trust the Pilot.
Looking for a Higher Perspective With You,