Wrong Plane

February 1

Just before takeoff I notice my friend, Edna takes a seat up front. Once in the air she comes back to visit. She asks me why I am going to New York? Surprised I said, "I'm not. This plane is going to Baltimore." Edna calls a flight attendant to check. “We said Baltimore when each passenger boarded,” she says without sympathy. My friend is furious and embarrassed.

We can get going so fast that we don't hear the directions for our lives. For a long time I was headed for the wrong gate.

“Enter by the narrow gate; for wide is the gate and broad is the way that leads to destruction, and there are many who go by it. (Matthew 7:13)