Woah. It was actually happening. The day had finally come. Was I ready? Did I pack accordingly? What did I forget? As the wheels of the airplane left the ground, I was overcome with a flood of emotions. I had a choice. A very real and tangible decision. I could cower down in my seat and fearfully watch my hometown disappear as I rose into the clouds or I could put my money where my mouth has been for the last 6 months and trust in the Creator of the Universe and the Lord of intimate Grace and Comfort. My emotions were met quickly with the Holy Spirit asking me one simple question, “Luke, my dear son, I brought you to this moment, what makes you believe I’m gonna leave you now?”
The Lord is truly faithful. Hallelujah!! He creates us for moments like those. Moments where the deceiver tries to implant lies of fear and intimidation and we have to actively press into our Lord and Savior and stand on what we know to be true amidst the feelings. Over the next 11 months, I must not let my faith be based on my feelings. Feelings are fickle and can change quickly. We serve a God whose Love is constant and whose Grace is sufficient. We were created for battle. And by the looks of the people I just rejoined and haven’t seen since Training camp in July, our odds are looking very good for victory over the evil one.
