As Easy As That

My sister came to visit me this weekend. I love my sister. We get along great. I think she's one of just a very few people who really understands me. It really wasn't a long enough visit, but it really wasn't a visit anyway. She needed a ride to the airport and just came a few days early to see me on her way through. The plan was for me to leave work early, come home, load her stuff in the car and get her to her plane on time.

I live in Sunnyvale. That's south of San Francisco. Since she was flying out of SFO, I knew I had to deal with commute traffic on 101, so we gave ourselves plenty of time to get there. When I got home from work she was all ready. We threw suitcases in the car and took off, yacking non-stop all the way. We knew we only had less than an hour to get everything said that hadn't been said over the weekend and the traffic was light - ish. As least we didn't get completely stopped. Yack, yack, yack and before we knew it, we were there. Into the departures, unload the cases and I was off - just like that.

I had that weird feeling as I drove away like, how did we get here? I didn't really remember all the driving because we were talking so much. (The CHP probably loves that!) I usually stress just a little going to the airport for some reason. I've been there dozens of times but something always nags me about not taking the right exit and getting into the wrong lane inside the airport and not finding the right gate, etc. Didn't happen this time. I didn't even pay attention. I was on autopilot somehow, which worked much better than me stressing about how late the traffic was or wasn't making us.

As I was contemplating all that, I heard that familiar small voice speak to me saying, "Trusting Me is as easy as that. You make it so hard most of the time. You're supposed to be having fun, not stressing." Really! I was taken aback, aback I say! I knew exactly what He was talking about. That scripture about not worrying about the evils of tomorrow has my name written all over it. I was born to worry. Today I got a real taste of what it feels like not to, and things went just fine.

I guess the thing to do is just do what I know to do and let God take care of the rest. Most of the stuff I can't change anyway. And if I'm doing what I know to do, what else is there? I like the idea of relaxing more. Life would be way more enjoyable I'm sure. From now on that's my goal. I'm going to have fun, darn it!