I was chatting to a friend yesterday, an inspiring conversation, reflecting together on life and its ups and downs, remembering the importance of keeping things in perspective…
…when I noticed a jet trail far overhead.
Jet streams shift my perspective.
Most days and much of the time I am caught up in my own world, the life and times of John and the joys and drams in the intersections between my life and the lives of others.
And then I see a jet stream.
I could easily dismiss it quickly as a plane going over head, perhaps quickly examining it wondering where it’s off to.
Or I could take time…
- to study the length and breadth of the vapour and what that tells me about the wind and warmth up there.
- to know that in this plane there are perhaps a couple of hundred people, reading, chatting, watching movies, eating and drinking.
- to ponder that some of these people are on their way to or from work. Some love their work, some are desperate for a new job.
- to consider that among the travellers are those off to a celebration and some are excited about a reunion with friend or family.
- to contemplate that there will be some who are grief-stricken at the break-down of a relationship or the death of someone they love.
I’d often think this when I’d notice a jet stream above the Chatham Islands. I might be feeling a bit down and isolated from friends and family 600 mile away in NZ…
…and then I’d notice the jet stream making a line between Aotearoa and South America and I’d think about all those travellers, their hopes and joys and griefs and anxieties. Even though they were up there and down here out for a stroll across Pitt Island paddocks our lives were intersecting…
… and very often I’d pray for the one or two on the plane who most needed it.
Jesus said, ‘Come to me, all you who labour and are overburdened, and I will give you rest. Shoulder my yoke and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. Yes, my yoke is easy and my burden light.’
Now there’s a great perspective for all weary and anxious travellers.
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