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INSPIRATION AT THE AIRPORT

As I stood in a busy airport terminal in Chicago, fear began to sink in. It was late at night, I was alone, and my connecting flight home to California had just left without me. A feeling of being separated from God threatened to overwhelm me.

This all happened several years ago during a trip home from Europe. I was traveling back from a three-week visit with my best friend in Germany, and the last stop was this layover in Chicago. Since I was an "unaccompanied minor," the airline had assigned an escort to pick me up at my gate and help me get to the next terminal. But when I exited the plane, the escort wasn't there. After a few minutes of waiting impatiently, I eventually decided that I did not need an escort—after all, I had traveled before and knew my way through the airport.

I easily navigated to the gate and chatted on the phone with my mom while I waited for my flight. But we were so deep in conversation that I did not notice fellow passengers boarding (and while I'm sure the airline made repeated announcements about the flight departing, as they always do, I must have missed them too). Before I knew it, the plane had pulled away from the gate and was taxiing away! I had missed my flight home—the last one like it until the evening of the next day.

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