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8/22/14

There's something about traveling, especially in airports. You find all sorts of people, all kinds, from all places. And there's something about making a connection with them. Talking about religion, hobbies, careers, or education for an entire flight, taking off & coming back down with stomach dropping bumps along the way, whispered conversations about going home for a father's funeral or a fascinating book or the best things to do in Pittsburgh, hugs in the airport saying goodbye, simple glances or smiles with an unspoken understanding. I love these human beings, people I have never met, and probably never will. People who are living their lives, raising their families, pursuing their careers, overcoming trials, finding happiness, doing the best their little hearts can.

And it's times like these when I realize there is so much more to life than science, or equations. I mean, look at us. There is no possible way that we were just accidentally formed by evolution, or an explosion, or thousands of years of change.  There is no way that there wasn't something before this life, and there won't be anything after.  We are all children of a LOVING Heavenly Father.

WE ALL ARE, OKAY.

Every single person in that airport.
And in the cars on the freeway.
And in the stadium of a Steelers game.
And in the cute houses,
or huge apartment buildings.
And in Africa and Russia and Australia.
We are all part of a Plan of Happiness.

Look at us, we are Divine.
We are created in God's image.
And we are beautiful.
We are going to live,
with our families,
forever.
It's all going to work out.
This life is.
Heavenly Father knows us,
loves us,
is looking out for us,
and is proud of us.

I like that.
I like that a whole lot.

I hope some, if any, of this made sense.
Hold your head up, have hope, life is good.

Love, Bekah