dude, where’s my bag?

“The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps”

Proverbs 16:9

I have flown a lot. This has come with a lot of bad travel days; bags get lost, flights get delayed, it happens. Last week, I had maybe my worst travel day to date. On paper, the day should have been really simple. I was traveling from Paris to Munich. The flight, in theory only takes one hour. The moment I got to the counter to check my bag, I was informed that my flight to Munich was cancelled. Fast forward waiting an hour in line, I get a hotel voucher and a free day in Paris, pas mal!

My newly scheduled flight flies into Salzburg, which was closer to the camp I needed to be, so I felt like I got a really good deal. Two flights later, I landed in Austria and waited for my bag. And waited. And waited. And no bag. I filled out my lost luggage form, and was assured that most likely my luggage just missed its connection and would arrive at camp later that night.

12 hours later, no bag. When I logged online to check where the holdup was, I saw my bag was in Tehran, Iran. There was no way that my bag went to Iran. So, I called Austrian Airlines, who also assured me that there was no way my bag was in Iran, and I would receive it soon.

12 more hours, no bag. When I called again, concerned that my bag was lost in some lost luggage room in the depths of the CDG airport, I was informed that my bag, was actually in Iran. In the words of the Austrian Airlines employee, “It appears your bag was put on the wrong flight in Paris”. Yes, I would say so… My bag did eventually make it to camp, but it travelled halfway around the world, and back, to get to me. I had never been more grateful to see my suitcase than when it was delivered to the hotel two days later.

In the past week, I have spent a lot of time laughing about my lost bag. In my mind, in my plan, it was going to be an easy trip. In my reflection, learned a lot from this lost luggage. My luggage got to go on a grand adventure, it forced me to depend on other people instead of myself (nothing really bonds you like saying to your camp roommate; “Hey, I’ve known you for five minutes can I borrow some clothes?”), and I had to trust that it would indeed show up. But this all lead to such a bigger celebration than I would have had if my luggage would have shown up when and where I wanted it to.

In my life, I have a plan. I have ideas of where I am going to end up. On paper, it seemed easy. But my life has looked nothing like my plan. I have been on more adventures, had to be more dependent on the Lord, and trust Him in ways I never would have imagined or planned. Even in those moments where it seemed hopeless, I can look back now, and see God’s bigger plan. This season, I am working on trusting the Lord’s plan, trusting that He will lead me, even if the path there looks nothing like I imagined. What a cause for celebration.

Reunited!

2 thoughts on “dude, where’s my bag?

  1. I love how you take life situations and turn them into learning ecperiences!! Keep writing. You are gifted!! Love you, nancy

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  2. Love reading this! Love the way you write and reflect. Love you!!

    Liv in Grenoble schrieb am Mi. 8. Aug. 2018 um 19:17:

    > oliviaswindler posted: “”The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord > establishes his steps” Proverbs 16:9 I have flown a lot. This has come with > a lot of bad travel days; bags get lost, flights get delayed, it happens. > Last week, I had maybe my worst travel day to date. On pape” >

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