I had a flight out of Cleveland at 7:28. It was cancelled. I didn’t find out until I checked the flight board at my gate. I always check because, well, you never know. What do you know…a board full of “on schedule” flights and the only one that says “cancelled” is mine. No sweat. Head to the customer service and wait. Once I am able to be helped I find out my new flight will land at 3:45. No big deal except the shuttle that’s picking me up from the airport to take me to training camp leaves at 3. I’ve witnessed people get up in arms over cancelled flights. I know it’s upsetting but throwing a fit does nothing but raise your blood pressure. There is nothing the nice people helping reschedule your flight did. It’s not their fault. I see this as an opportunity to show Jesus to every one I come in contact with. (not to mention I’m wearing a red shirt that says “God’s NOT Dead,” with knee high red socks, I’m glad I decided against the red basketball shorts for the airport apparel. My squad color is red and I wanted to represent.)
I’m convinced my flight is either delayed or cancelled any time I’m at the airport. I mean there is obviously a plan God has that’s better than mine. Maybe the plane was not suitable for flying, THANK YOU for a cancelled flight. Maybe someone else needed that plane more than me. Perhaps my paths will cross with someone that needed a smile that I wouldn’t have seen if my flight left as scheduled. No matter what I’m sure the reason is something I might not ever know. God would want me to make the best of it. Here I am, writing a blog post giggling at the lady over the loud speaker that thinks the microphone isn’t working. I hear “attention,” a sigh and banging of the mic as if she thinks it isn’t working. Guys, this happened for a good 5 minutes and I giggled every time. It’s the little things, right?
Now on to Training Camp. As I sit here anticipating what it will be like I don’t really have any expectations. I know I forgot my shampoo, but maybe I won’t get to wash my hair any way, who knows. I’m sure I forgot something else but I know I have 50 soon to be family members, at least one would be willing to share shampoo with me, I’m sure of it. Probably more than one. 🙂 I’ve only interacted with a majority of my squad mates on Facebook but I already know they’re awesome. The anticipation of meeting them is building and I can’t wait to hug on them all. I expect to grow closer to each person on my squad, enjoy some squad activities, get a little (hopefully not too much) vitamin D, sleep in my living quarters for the first time…and hopefully like it. 😉
I guess that about sums it up, I certainly can’t wait to meet D(auntless) squad and learn more about what it is I’ll be doing over the next year of my life, refine my packing a bit more and blog about my experience once I return.
Thank you so much for your support and prayers. Much love to you all.
