I cannot begin to explain to you my love for airplanes…. I simply do not have the words for it. It’s like my tongue actually gets twisted. I mean… Have you ever really thought about how COOL they are?! A HUGE piece of heavy metal is just a soaring in the AIR, in the AIIIIRRRR. We can’t even soar in the air. That should not be normal but somehow it happens and blows my mind all the time.
I believe that God has orchestrated in my heart this love for airplanes. I know it sounds a little crazy but bear with me.
For example, this World Race is a lot of stinkin’ money that my mom and I don’t have laying around so when I am feeling very worried/anxious/stressed about the big amount in a little amount of time – suddenly, I look up and see an airplane. Like its my first instinct is to look into the sky to see if God even hears my cries.
and every. single. time. I see that beautiful airplane right above me.
How cool that the God of the universe cares so much about me that He would put this love in my heart then use it when I feel so far away from Him? What a sweet reminder of His faithfulness. I get teary eyed every time because my Father loves me so so so deeply.
xo,
Kylie
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