Have you ever been to an airport? Have you ever stood still as people rush in a thousand directions around you, each on their way to a thousand different destinations? Have you watched the people moving past you and wondered where they were going; what brought them to the airport like you?

I love to travel, but equally as much... I love to fly. Even more so, I love the experience of flying. It is exhilarating to see hundreds and thousands of perfect strangers all with their own story, all going somewhere and trying to get there fast. It seems like everywhere you turn, there is a another avenue that someone is seconds away from exploring. To the stranger in a sea of travelers and plane ticket holders, me, the horizon is wide and everyone's destination is unknown- and that is exciting and scary at the same time.

Whether I am flying for business, leisure or adventure, it seems like the moments between takeoff and touchdown are moments suspended in time. No matter what is supposed to happen when I land, the moments spent in the sky force me to stop and just be. There is nothing I can do to make life move faster- I can't change the course or the speed of my arrival. I am at the mercy of God and the mercy of time, and all I can do is to try and prepare myself for the moment where time once again become mine to use. But, for the time in between, I must resign and resolve to bask in the unknown and savor the quiet before life resumes at high speed.

In the same way that an airport is a sea of unknowns, I think of my life, and the future, in the same way. Wherever I turn, there is a sea of unknowns. Somehow, I have to make a choice on where to go next. In the time between new and old phases of life, I am at the mercy of God and the mercy of time. I have no idea where life is going, how fast it is going to get me there, and I have no idea what to expect when I arrive. It is both exciting and absolutely terrifying at the same time. As I would stare out the window of an airplane, I wonder to myself; "There has to be something out there for me somewhere, right?" Bottom line- the future is a scary, exciting, nerve-wracking, exhilarating sea of unknowns... that, half the time, I have no idea how to navigate. My life's horizon is wide, and the destination is unknown.

I have always wanted to go to an airport, pick the next flight I could make, and just go to whatever destination it may have been. Wherever it would be- I would make an adventure out of it. Good memories and unique situation could arise from anywhere I would go, and I love it because it's adventure: and I would be along for the ride of my life.

In life, whether I choose it or not, sometimes I am thrown on a course where the destination is unknown. Wherever it will be, I can choose to be optimistic and make the best out of it. Good memories and unique situations will probably arise wherever life takes me. No matter what, at the end of the day, I will choose to find something to love about it. After all, life's an adventure, and I am along for the ride of my life.

If I live my life how I navigate an airport, then the destination will hold goodness in it, no matter where God takes me. Here's to the future- and whatever it brings.