I have always been fascinated by airplanes. Small, big, it doesn't matter. They amaze me. I love watching them, flying in them, and reading about them. I don't know if it's possible to have a "crush" on a genre of transportation, but I'm one step away from being considered a stalker. Anyways, I was recently waiting in the Richmond airport for a flight to Newark, NJ. I was staring out the window at all the planes taking off, landing, taxiing... I was in awe! It was just like any other day at the airport.
Until something amazing happened.
No, nothing exploded. Nothing caused the entire airport to break into a panic. In fact, I'm positive that I'm the only one that noticed. As I stood at gate B2, watching my Embraer Regional Jet park at the terminal, a tiny fly landed on the window. This fly was barely bigger than than the point of the pen I was holding. Yet the tiny wings on its back blew me away. (Not literally.) I had been standing there in amazement at the brilliance of man to create flight, until I realized that God had the idea way before we did. That tiny little bug became more amazing to me than any of the giant flying hunks of metal I had been staring at for over an hour.
"But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong." -1 Corinthians 1:27
God continues to use little things in my life to prove to me that He is faithful. This is no exception. His message to me this time was "Hey, you're going to think things of this world are great! Just remember that even My smallest creation is greater than anything the world could ever give you."
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