Captured

Today’s flight is normally an easy one.  No early morning departures, at least eight doesn’t seem too early, a reasonable night’s rest before, and a smooth route up from South India into London.  I had my plans formulated in a logical order.  First, a quick brunch followed by a short test, and onto a short stint of serious attention to the presentation due by the end of the day.  This was going to be an easy day!  Nothing could possibly get in my way!  Even if the presentation took a bit longer than I expected there was still plenty of time for a long nap before landing at Heathrow.
 
I knew exactly what I wanted to do.  My body thought otherwise.  Within three minutes of taking off I could feel myself losing control.  As I compromised my agenda for a short nap, totally unexpectedly, I had no idea what was about to happen.  Some eight hours later I woke up thirsty, stiff, and desperately sleepy.
 
What happened?  Did I totally misread my energy level?  Could I have been so absent minded that the obvious wasn’t?
 
I wish I could say that this is a first.  If only today’s experience was an exception!  Yet how many times has my self had ideas that were not in sync with my values, priorities, and God’s gift.  I find myself still struggling with a desperate need for sleep even though I have slept more than sixteen of the last twenty hours.  In this tired state I find myself thinking of God’s offer to you and me.  God offers us peace, an unconditional sense of belonging, and unlimited mercy.   The offer is open, now, right at this moment.
 
“Master, give us [me] this bread, now and forever!”  (John 6.34) 
 
I wonder aloud at how I could have missed the signs but in many different ways I am glad.  I find myself captured in the wonder of God’s gift.  I see myself longing to be captured, trapped, and wrapped in a relationship with the Divine.  The opportunity is here, in this moment.