It was an off day, I was enjoying reading some dribble on my phone before checking my Facebook page and winding down for the night. There it was, a confusing and difficult to decipher post from a coworker; so I check work emails. Our contract would be coming a close shorter than anticipated, leaving myself and several hundred coworkers out of a job. Maybe because I was at home and in a comforting place the official news was not jarring. We all knew something was up for awhile now. However for most of us this had been our first grown-up job or career. For myself it was more, it was a calling.
Never at any point of my journey to this calling did I feel qualified enough to be a Flight Attendant. Passion, Obedience, and Faith were registering off the charts. I was very active in my College Ministry and ‘knew’ that God had placed this goal in front of me. Quiet, Kind and caring were known qualities of mine, I had that going for me, however I would need to be outgoing, observant, and professional. The daily tests I would have to pass once accepted to training were going to take a lot of prayer and constantly studying. No opportunity passed by that I did not ask for prayer, Everyone within a 50 mile radius knew what was to happen.
The following 4 weeks, and really whole flight career, were covered in prayer. Narrowing my focus was easy, take notes, listen, stay awake, pass tests, do homework, study, sleep, repeat. Without prayer I would have failed for sure, studying is not at all my strong suit. I can appear to be organized and on top of things because honestly I fall hard into procrastination. But Jesus. Jesus was with me everyday and I felt he enjoyed letting me know what fun we were going to be having on this adventure together. Five years in I begin to get burned out, I still don’t feel that I have brought my best to this calling, but still there were so many great stories I could share of having Jesus convos from the galley of many planes.
Today I’m nostalgic, savoring every moment of a work week. You really do take things for granted if you are not careful. A coworker pointed out that this October will be my 7th year here. Seven is a number of completion or perfection. I met a passenger a couple days later that added Eight is a number of New Beginnings. I don’t know how this year will end, if I’ll still be employed or on a complete new path, either way I know…
“God has said, “I will never fail you. I will never abandon you.” So we can say with confidence,
“The Lord is my helper, so I will have no fear. What can mere people do to me?”