“Mom, why isn’t this line MOVING?!” There was little to guess at when it came to my wonderfully expressive teenage daughter’s thoughts. Exasperated the questions began for the 2nd time. “What time is our flight leaving again? Are we going to make it? We better make it to California tonight!”
The connecting flight check-in line was looking less and less promising. Two lines, we unfortunately were in the slower of the 2. I also noticed the agents were starting to send people away with hotel vouchers. Not a good sign. The couple in front of us was beginning to have a meltdown. EVERYONE in close proximity new exactly what this guy was thinking. I scoped out the line next to us that seemed be progressing a bit quicker. “Let’s jump over there, Sam.”
“Next!” the ticket agent called. Ah, progress! Or not.
“What? You’ve got to be kidding me!” meltdown man exploded as HIS ticket agent proceeded to leave his post. “YOU CAN’T LEAVE! DON’T YOU SEE ALL THESE PEOPLE WAITING IN LINE? I’VE BEEN FLYING ALL DAY AND YOU’VE HAD US WAITING HERE A *%&$$# LONG TIME AND YOU’RE GOING TO LEAVE? YOU CALL THIS SERVICE? WHERE’S A MANAGER?!” And then he proceeded to yell at his wife, and continue the barrage against the airline, the ticket agents, and pretty well anything else he’d been ticked at that day.
“I’m sorry sir but you’ll need to go over to this line over there…” MY line. We won’t discuss the tirade that continued as he and his wife began to haul all their luggage over to our line 4 people behind us. And then I heard the nudge.
“How much do you trust Me?”
“Awwww, I think I know where this is headed…” My daughter and I were next in line for the counter. I’d come to terms with the fact that our flight was cancelled and we’d either be one of the lucky ones making it on a different flight or heading to a hotel to catch a morning flight. “Let the guy in front of you.”
“Sir, you were in front of us in the other line. Why don’t you and your wife jump in front of us and go next.” He looked very sheepish and extremely stunned, quietly expressed his gratitude and moved in front of us. The ticket agent gave me a look of relief.
“MOM!” my daughter whisper-shouted as she rolled her eyes and turned away fighting back the tears. She was silent for a few minutes then whispered through gritted teeth, “I know it was the right thing to do, but I just really want to get to CALIFORNIA!”
Soon we were up at the ticket counter, and after hearing our gracious appeal for another flight, the agent smiled, made some changes on the computer and slapped “First Class” tickets on our luggage. “I’ve given you an upgrade. Enjoy your flight.”
“First Class??! We’re in First Class?” My daughter’s face lit up. She literally started to vibrate. Now time for a teaching moment.
“This is what happens when you listen to and trust God and keep your attitude in check sweetie. REMEMBER THAT!”
Your attitude is a powerful attractor – it attracts what it is. Negative, critical, harsh, defeated attitude? You attract the fruit of those things into your life. A faith-filled attitude that’s surrendered to trusting God – you attract the goodness of God into your life. God’s goodness overshadows you. God is a good parent: when His kids are throwing a tantrum whether literally or internally with their attitude, that’s not the time to shower on the gifts. The flip side is – God is good Dad who takes great delight in releasing His blessing when we lean in trust on Him, allowing faith, grace, kindness, patience, the list goes on…to fuel our attitude.
What “altitude” – or rather attitude adjustments is God nudging you to make? Take a risk. Trust. Lean in. Watch the adventure unfold.