Ordinary Days #6: Airport Mayhem

 When you were young…

   you could go wherever you wish;

But when you grow old…

   someone else will take you. (John 21:18)

We’re back from our flights to Denver and back. The “and back” part turned into one of those airport nightmares—a five hour delay, getting us home somewhere around 2:00am. Rachel got us to the Denver airport and Jen and Sarah picked us up at OAK somewhere around 1:30am.

It is this getting to the airport; or, more precisely, getting us to the proper gate, that changed both in our going and coming. In our going, our pilot friend offered not only to drop us off at the curb, but to help us through the mayhem and get us to our gate. At first we insisted that would not be necessary, but the closer we got to airport pandemonium; our “No thank you, that’s very gracious of you.” turned to “Yes please, that’s wonderful.” On the flight back, Rachel parked in “short term parking” and saw us through to the TSA and waved good-by, not knowing of the mayhem that awaited us on the other side—that’s the five hour delay part of the journey.

When I awoke this morning at the usual hour (makes no difference what time I get to bed, the getting up remains fixed), I thought of Jesus telling Peter about when he gets old “someone else will take you.” We needed someone else to take us and see us through.