Country Boy's World

No, this post is not about some country Prince Charming that I met. I wish. But it IS about my Savior, who far surpasses any country boy, or his truck.

Preparing for my flight back home from the Dominican Republic after a month, got me thinking about my flight out of my home state and then out of my country.

I love my country, I'm not a super political person (ok, who am I kidding, I know nothing about politics) but I do know that I love North Carolina. I really don't ever want to leave, so I told the Lord that unless he picks me up and puts me somewhere else, I plan to stay. This is home for me. My family is here, my friends are here, my amazing church is here. SO, as far as I'm concerned, I'm staying. We'll see what the Lord has planned for me.

Let's just say I..HATE..flying. Every part of it: the airport, security, taking off, landing, baggage claim, customs. ALL OF IT. It stresses me out to no end.

I mean I'm not sure why anyone would think this is fun.

But on the way out of the US I had a super-natural peace. Security went very smoothly, I found my gates without any problem, I even had someone to talk to on my flight from Miami to Puerto Plata.

My least favorite part, however, is landing. The no electronics thing really kills me. SO I plugged into the American Airlines country radio station, ya know, the one that only plays one hit wonders and lots of old Taylor Swift? What can I say, desperate times call for really desperate measure. But as we were landing Country Boy's World by Jason Aldean came on, which just so happens to be one of my favorite songs that isn't on regular radio.

I know you guys are laughing right now. It sounds really silly, I know. And the fact that I'm writing about Jason Aldean is probably making you want to stop reading. But don't..that's not why I'm writing. I won't go off on a tangent about how much I love his music..or him. ;)

Preparing for both of my flights I prayed countless times that the Lord would comfort me. In some way that I'd be able to recognize that He was there with me. And, although small, I was still comforted. He knows what puts my heart at peace and He put those things in my path through all of my traveling.

On the way home I met a team from a church in TN. They were the sweetest people I've ever met in my life. They started talking to me and then invited me to dinner in Miami with them and helped me through customs. It was perfect. God always knows exactly what I need, right when I need it.

I am so grateful for those sweet people from TN and for God's grace and close comfort through my travel.

This got me thinking even more. What little comforts do we miss that God puts in our daily path? When we're at wits end with our pre-nursing classes and don't think we're cut out for it only a month into it (oh, maybe that's just me). What are we missing in the business of life? I can guarantee it's a lot. Because when I take the time to slow down and listen to God, he blows me away. Every time.

So maybe this a challenge for you, but mostly for me: To stop with the craziness of this overrated life we're living here on Earth and look up, and have renewed hope of the eternal life we're working toward everyday.

xKassiex