Today I put my soon to be 19 year old on a plane to take him to another city to write exams. To say it's a wee bit stressful is an understatement. I haven't flown in over 20 years so I might as well just go ahead and say out loud I have no clue about flying. I don't even know what how to advise him. Though that hasn't stopped me from yapping out loud and making the poor kid crazy. Having him on standby is adding to the mix. As is being a person who likes all my ducks in a row. Standby is not having one's ducks all in a row, let me tell you.
My list of anxiety is growing as the time draws nearer. He'll not only be navigating the airport, thank you Lord that it's a small terminal, not the big one, but taxi's and paying them when he get's there, checking in and out of the hotel on his own, being there an extra day on his own till he can catch another standby flight back home, to say nothing of two days worth of exams.
But he seems to be taking it all in stride, staying on an even keel, unlike his detail oriented, some would say neurotic, mom. I think he has so much more of a handle on this than I do:
"Cast all your care (anxiety) upon Him for He cares for you" I Peter 5:7
I could learn a lesson from from young wise son.