Despite phoning up numerous times and asking supposedly all the right questions, things always go wrong.
When I arrived to check in Kaream after his 5-week stay with us in America, we were told that although he was given two free checked bags leaving Heathrow, he was only entitled to one free checked bag leaving DFW.
We waited 45 minutes to speak to a manager who basically said that a mistake had been made (by the check in agent at LHR, the agent at KIN who told us that bags on international flights were free, and the AA agent we spoke to on the phone the night before Kaream flew who all told us the same thing) and that we would have to pay – there was no other option.
I was already emotional at the thought of Kaream leaving…tears fell down my face in the gap while we waited to speak to the manager…as we walked away with the bag we hoped to check (weighing around 30lbs which Kaream had struggled even to get down the apartment stairs, let alone haul around the airport or even put in the overhead bin) my head raced through the worst case scenarios…“If they can’t even give consistent information on baggage, then how will they look after him?!”…“They lost his release form on the way here, these people are obviously incompetent, how can I be at peace with entrusting him to them?”
And then Kaream spoke to me:
“Seb, lets sing that song that we did at Pais Foundational Training”
And there in the middle of the airport we sang:
Our God is greater, Our God is stronger
God you are higher, than any other
Our God is healer, awesome in power
Our God, Our God
And if our God is with us
Then who could ever stop us?
And if our God is with us
Then what can stand against?
Yeah, I know what you’re thinking “I really hope Kaream’s voice better than yours Sebrina?”
‘Fraid not.
But we worshipped regardless.
When we got to the Boarding Gate, I went to do the final check in for Kaream and to let them know that he would need assistance placing his bag in the overhead locker as his suitcase was heavy.
The agent offered to to check the bag…for free.
Kaream turned to me and said:
“See – I told you God would work it out!”
I really struggle in my faith sometimes when times get hard.
Sometimes I feel as if everything is stacked against me and bad things that go wrong in my life only happen to me.
But everyone poops.
Thus crap is everywhere.
Life is constantly going to be throwing us curveballs and hardballs.
Life will often feel like that scene in Dodgeball when Patches O’Houlihan is throwing wrenches at the team to get them fit.
But good happens, because God has happened.
This is a promise I struggle with, but I have to hold on to.
“If God is for us, then who can be against us?”
So I cried at the gate watching my brother leave, knowing that I won’t see him until Christmas…
…and again at the currency exchange when although the sign said closing was 10pm, at 9:30 the woman had stopped serving…
…and again at the exit to the airport as 2 hrs 59 mins costs you $4 but 3 hrs 4 mins costs you $6…
…and again when I got back to my empty lonely apartment as my husband faithfully serves Pais…
…and again when I felt as if I had nothing to live for as I don’t have a job and I don’t know where Father is leading me…
But God is for me, He isn’t against me.
And I’m clinging to that promise at the moment.
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