I recently took a Broadway trip to New York City. My little sister and I attended three Broadway shows, shopped at all over the city and ate at lots of great restaurants. Everything went smoothly until the plane ride home. Since my sister lives in another state, I dropped her off at her gate before heading to mine. Her first flight was delayed and her second flight was cancelled, but thankfully she got on standby and made it home in time for dinner.
My first flight was slightly delayed but otherwise went smoothly. It was my second of three flights that drastically hindered my course. There were tornadoes in Georgia and thunder storms in North Carolina. We sat on the runway for almost three hours until the captain had to take us back to the gate. I entered the terminal and made my way to the longest line imaginable to rebook my next two flights.
As I stood in line, I got an email that my flights were rebooked for the following morning. I was so disappointed. I earnestly missed my kids and husband, and I looked forward to seeing them that day. I looked at the long line in front of me. I couldn’t even see the help desk that it led to. Then I analyzed the arrival and departure board. It was littered with cancelled and delayed flights. Finally, I opened the weather app on my phone. The forecast called for storms all day and into the night. Would my efforts to get an earlier flight even be worth it? That’s when I thought to myself, “Perhaps the Lord will act on my behalf.”
As I waited in line, I called the airline. Three attempts to connect with a customer service representative failed, but I wouldn’t give up. Finally, I got a hold of them after an hour of standing in line with the phone to my ear. The customer service representative was able to book me two flights that would get me home by 11.30 that night. I was so excited! Since I was almost to the front of the line, I decided to confirm my seats and get my tickets printed.
When I got to the ticketing agent, he looked up the flights to my hometown. He said that there was an even earlier flight leaving in a few minutes, but it was almost done boarding. He quickly printed the tickets for me, and I ran to the gate. When I got on the plane, my seat was taken. The flight attendant said I would have to get off and talk with an agent. Luckily, an airline manager was at my gate, and he escorted me back on the plane and gave me the only seat left available.
Instead of getting home late at night, I got home at 8pm. I could see my kids! As I hugged each one of them, I thought about all the odds that were against me getting home early. If I would have just settled for the flights rebooked for the following day, I wouldn’t be holding them at that moment. I knew that God had acted on my behalf because I took a chance. My luggage may be stuck on the morning flight, but I was already home.
Jonathan in the Bible also took a chance. He saw the army before him and said, “Perhaps the Lord will act in our behalf. Nothing can hinder the Lord from saving, whether by many or by few” (1 Samuel 14.6). Sometimes the odds against our situation are great, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try. Instead of basing our decisions on our circumstances, we should base them on God. There is nothing too hard for God to do if He wills it.
Yes, God may close the door. He may have different plans that include delays, detours and destination changes. But our hearts and minds should be always aware that God is bigger than the long lines, cancellation boards and storms of life. He can achieve the impossible if we don’t give up and keep moving forward. No situation is hopeless if we allow the word, “perhaps,” to be at the forefront of our thoughts and trust that God is bigger than our situation.
“I am the LORD, the God of all mankind. Is anything too hard for me?” (Jeremiah 32.27 NIV).