This has been one of those trips. Trying to juggle way too much, and the airlines are not cooperating. It’s 5 am where I am. Supposed to be on a plane headed to Houston. It’s not leaving until 9 am. Missed connection. Rebook. Lose first class seat. Now in middle seat in coach.
Same thing happened Sunday. Delay. Missed connection. Delay.
As the airlines cut back flights and pack airplanes, choices shrink. Delays cause other problems. In my case, had it worked out for my wife to pick me up at an airport to drive home from vacation together (her’s). Now I’ll be 2.5 hours late. Means getting home after midnight. Or one more night in a hotel.
A woman I know always says, “Don’t pray for patience. The Lord will provide you with many opportunities to practice it.” Well, this trip has been one.
I wrote the other day about how I only saw one couple vent on the gate agent. It’s remarkable. I’ve been places where they had to call in deputy sheriffs to contain irate passengers.
But I can be grateful for the people who helped me rebook. They were calm, professional, helpful. I can learn to get over the disappointment quickly, figure out what my new alternatives are, pick the best and go with it. When I’m not in control, then I just have to do the best I can.
I guess that’s just the way life is. Go forward with gratitude and patience. Things work out.
Faith Venture 
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