Okay, okay. The title of this post is too cute. This past weekend, my colleague Terry Locke and I went to a conference at Santa Clara University near San Jose. This involved a 4+ hour flight from Chicago. It always surprises me how easy it is to pray on planes. It’s not that I’m scared and begging for a safe landing, it’s more like I get to go on a mini retreat. I’m taken out of my normal routine, have no access to phones or the internet (although I hear that’s changing) and so I have the time and the (psychic but not physical) space to think and to pray.
On the way out, I was in an aisle seat and so didn’t get to see much, but on the way home I had a window seat and was able to look down and contemplate God’s good Earth. I love how the landscape changes; on the way home we went from the verdant Bay Area to the freshly snow-capped mountains, across the desert into the prairies and finally getting a glimpse of Chicago’s skyscrapers before we landed. I find myself thanking God for wonder and variety of creation and I ask God to take care of us and help us use the gift of the Earth wisely.
Is there a place for you that provides the opportunity for a mini-retreat?