I usually don't hide the fact that travelling by air scares me. The slightest turbulence makes me jittery. Over the weekend, I had to go on a trip of about 7 hours flight time. You can imagine how it must have been for me. Funniest thing, we have a case of really bad turbulence and I actually thought that was going to be the end. I quietly committed my heart and soul unto the Lord and hoped for the best. In the midst of all that, a lot of things flashed through my mind and I couldn't help asking "Do these things really matter?". I thought I was going to perish and I didnt think of my car, house, wedding preparation or money. It was just me and the prospect of eternity. Before my trip, I was really pissed about something yet in that instance, it all didn't matter. I was not even angry anymore. I just wanted to live. Well, in the end a lot of things do not matter. God is the only One that matters.
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