I’m in Yuma, Arizona right now with my mom who is going to have some dental work done in Mexico. For those of you who don’t know, you can get not only prescription drugs but plastic and dental surgery done there for about half price. So I came with her for moral support and fun too. The plan was to fly from Portland, OR to Phoenix and then drive three hours to get to Yuma which is just across the border from the dentist she is using. But plans don’t always come to fruition.
We were waiting to board our flight when an airline employee said, “The captain has informed us that the plane needs some more oil so we will be delayed about 15 minutes. We’ll have you on board as soon as we can.” No big deal, right? Then, after that time was up, “The captain called again and said they need to replace a part on the airplane, sorry but the flight will be delayed about an hour.” There was an audible groan from all the passengers… People began lining up at the gate desk because they were going to miss their connecting flights, at least we were only going to Phoenix. Another 15 minutes later, an announcement was made saying they thought they could get the part they needed from another airline but it seems they didn’t have it at this time so passengers could book a different flight with them or another airline at no extra cost. At this point we had been at the airport for almost three hours since we got there early to make sure we had enough time to check baggage and get through security. We took the offer to call and find another flight, which wasn’t until 3:30! So we ended up waiting at the airport for EIGHT HOURS! My mom said she felt like we were being held prisoner. Then we had to get on the plane, find our rental car, and drive another three hours to get to our hotel on the U.S./Mexico border. We arrived at midnight and went straight to bed. It was an exhausting day, to say the least.
My first blessing was the quiet corner I found to take a nap in. I hadn’t slept much the night before and I was in need of some rest. God always seems to give us what we need at the right time. The second blessing was a musician we stopped to talk to, two actually. The first one was a man who had an instrument that looked like a xylophone but while watching him play discovered he could make it sound like a piano and many percussion instruments too. It was amazing. The second man was playing beautiful Spanish ballads on his guitar. My mom, who used to be a music major, opera singer and voice teacher asked him about where he was trained. But he said he is self taught which tells me he is very talented, or God-blessed. It helped me see God in a day that was not very pleasant at all. The third blessing was after we had boarded the plane. As we were ascending into the sky, the plane was at just the right angle that the sun shone on my face. It was so bright I had to close my eyes and only feel the upward motion of the aircraft as we got to the right altitude. I reflected back on the day and saw all these blessings despite the awful time imprisoned in an airport, plane and car that day. I am grateful God helped me see these good things when I could have just turned the day into one of complaints. I hope you also can find the blessings in your days.