I was traveling a couple of months ago and I have to say my favorite part of flying is on a clear day I look down and see what looks like toy towns. I can’t help but think about the fact that to someone way down below that toy town is everything, but from my vantage point this toy town seems like it could fit in the palm of my hand. It’s a humbling experience as I can’t help but think about my own toy town that is everything to me. It’s a beautiful humility that I think about every time I fly regardless of the weather that day. It makes me excited for the adventure ahead as I leave my day to day life behind for a short amount of time. Why am I so fond of this humbling sensation? This answer is quite simple: It reminds me of just how incredibly big God is and just how small and insignificant I am. More so I am reminded that this huge God love me and wants a relationship with me. Me! Small insignificant me and all of the other small insignificant people that make up these toy towns I pass over. I am eternally grateful that I love and serve such a personal and gracious God. Happy Travels!