The flight took off at 6:05 a.m., signaling the beginning of a business day that would end when another flight landed around 11 p.m. It was a lovely day, a useful day. But I had worried about it as my stamina ain't what it used to be.
What I didn't expect took place around 6:15 a.m. as I sat in a window seat flying east above the clouds into a brilliant red horizon, a preface to sunrise. Getting up at 3:50 to make the flight, I had planned to do morning prayer while in the air. I just hadn't expected how touching it would be.
Opening my Worship Music playlist, I randomly selected "Holy, Holy, Holy." "Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee." Indeed. Even better ... "All the earth shall sing Thy praise in earth and sky and sea." I realized that I might be the only person on earth in an airplane silently singing those words while looking at the red horizon. And I realized once again that I am so grateful for God's creativity in creating this planet and all that's on it.
I came to loving worship music late. A fan of jazz and classical music mostly, I didn't much like Christian rock music. When we came to Vineyard, where worship music is the first 25 minutes or so of service, my husband and I at first spent much time looking at our watches. My, how we have changed.
Worship music is part of our daily practice today. I use it if my mind gets stuck on my troubles, if I can't sleep, when I begin to spiral into negative thinking. An iPod with a worship music playlist is an essential to any caregiver prone to late night emergencies. And it works great on an airplane, too!