And then a glimpse of His purpose pushes its way to the forefront of my heart… my purpose in this.
My mind abruptly centers on Ms. aisle seat sleeping soundly next to me and though she is slightly on me I am over-whelmed with a sense of her discomfort. How she must feel. Her frustration. And her anxiety.
And I soon forget all about me.
Burdened for her my face loosens as my heart softens and I breathe out peace.