I always look for little blessings from God whenever I travel. The practice of hunting for blessings takes my mind off the stresses of airports and multiple flights. Today, I marveled that a wonderful college student who attended the conference was booked on my same flight. We enjoyed the same ride to the airport, a great coffee and conversation while we waited to board, and the kind of chat that made the time fly.
It gets better: It wasn’t just the same flight. The same row! And a kind man who heard us yammering away as he sat between us asked if we wanted to trade seats to be right next to each other.
It doesn’t feel like a long travel day when you have a friend sent as a blessing.