When bb told me he'd been bumped off his filght home and his partner (who passed the test on a later date) managed to get the last available seat instead, I got angry. Frustrated to the brink of tears. I didn't know who to direct my anger at cuz I know it's no one's fault. It just felt so unfair. Truth be told, I would've felt better if his partner was stuck in Brisbane with him. This might seem like an insignificant "event", but it taught me a lesson - about my faith. I've come to a point in my journey of faith whereby I automatically expect good to happen for the simple fact that I am a child of God and that He loves me very much. So when this little situation came about, I felt shortchanged. But I'm glad that despite my emotional outbursts, God still teaches me...
I had been so angry over the lack of a little blessing (his early return) that I overlooked the greater one - his return.
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