A Quiet Lesson From a Stormed-Out Afternoon
A Quiet Lesson From a Stormed-Out Afternoon It started on one of those afternoons when nothing feels steady. I was sitting by the window, watching the sky turn from blue to grey in a matter of minutes. The wind had picked up, the trees were bending, and everything outside felt restless, unsettled. And somewhere inside me, I felt the same. A little stormy. A little shaky. I was reading a story Max Lucado shares in Anxious for Nothing. A father and his young daughter were flying home when the aircraft hit severe turbulence. The child looked up, slightly startled by the shaking plane, but the father sat calmly, even smiling. The daughter asked, “Aren’t you scared?” He said, “No, sweetheart… the pilot is my friend.” That sentence stayed with me longer than I expected. Because so often, anxiety feels like turbulence — sudden, unpredictable, and completely out of our control. The world shakes, our thoughts race, and we instinctively hold on to anything that feels stable. But Max Lucado’...