(soon and very soon) i am going to heaven. they are going to ___. Are they going to heaven? I am even more unsure and uneasy about that then the fact that i don't know their personal travel plans. that is a somewhere that i personally hold a security, but their somewhere may not be the same. Will heaven be a somewhere for them one day?
Here i am sitting on this plane...listening...observing..the actions of the people that i am surrounded by temporarily, very temporarily- an hour and fifteen minutes to be exact. But will it be eternally temporary? i don't know. i don't know the spiritual state of not one human beings, other than myself, on this airplane.
so what am i doing. i am traveling thousands of miles to go reach people that are lost, that may have never heard the name of Jesus. Those that are searching for an answer, a hope, something that will bring change to their current situation. A people that need a Savior. A place that is in deep hurting; a place where its wounds would take years to heal, but a Jesus like mine extends a hand of kindness and grace and can bring healing instantly.
so what am i doing. i am traveling thousands of miles with people that are lost, that may have never heard the name of Jesus. People that are searching for an answer, a hope, something that will bring change to their current situation. A people that need a Savior.
The difference between the two. a somewhere. a mali, africa is a somewhere in need of a Savior. An United Airways airplane in Los Angeles, California is a somewhere in need of a Savior. Nevertheless, the thing that makes them so different, makes them so much the same: both also have an eternal somewhere. An eternal destination that will end in life or death.
the reality of it all. What did i do. absolutely nothing. i didn't strike up a conversation with the uptight business man that yelled at his secretary on the phone. i didn't share the love of Christ to the elderly man heading to Denver. Sure, i flashed a smile, but what did that show? the joy of the Lord. maybe. but how were they supposed to know that, if they have never experienced the kindness of our Father.
Tomorrow is a new day. a new flight.
and hopefully a chance to change someone's somewhere.