In Transit 

Life is transitory, right?

If you are like me, you're on the go a lot. Windshields and window or aisle seats are my fairly constant companions.

But isn't that true of life? Passing through.

I had a moment of inspiration this morning as I passed a traveler at 4:20am who was on an airport cot. She was doing her best to get some sleep, somewhere in between where she'd started and where she hoped to get. 

Two things come to mind:

Make sure you're headed somewhere worthwhile.

Don't hope for permanence in this life.

One more thing….

Enjoy and make the most of the journey.

Blessings to you – and prayers for your safe and fruitful passage. 

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