An Umrah Send off

I did not plan sending off my sister and her family at the airport today. But when she called me up to chat, you know that obligatory goodbyes and please pray for our safety and all that -- I started to have this lump in my throat. And when she's done talking with me, she passed the phone to her kids; my nephew and niece. I love them more than anything in this world.

Five minutes after the conversation ended I felt I wasn't in the mood to continue working. The sense of parting was overwhelming and I had to seek my boss' permission to leave early. I called my brother to tell the whole lot of them not to leave the departure area just yet. 'Wait for me, please...' I said over the phone, 'I'm already in the taxi leaving Braddell.'

In any moment in which I'm experiencing thoughts that make me feel sick or bad, I do my best to change them. But it irked me why I didn't plan it in advance. For that I'm thankful for having a good and understanding boss. And I'm thankful too, for that taxi driver who sensed my anxiety to get to Terminal One quickly and, safely. I never reserve thanks to taxi drivers eversince I left my phone in the taxi, but this one had the uncanny ability to read my restless mind!

Got me thinking, everyone who's ever played any role in my life, as having been sent to me for my benefit. They're put there by Him for a purpose.