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Motion stops.
Doors slide open.
The PA announces, “Exit here for gates A22 through A39.”
Pulling my rollaboard, I step through the doors, into the Skylink station, and walk across the platform. There I pause.
Sun streams through floor to ceiling glass walls.
Easy listening music surrounds me.
A few travelers hurry past.
I scan the Texas horizon and the vast cloudless sky above. Then I turn my eyes earthward and slowly survey a row of sleek silver-gray planes with tails bearing red, white, and blue strips and an eagle’s head, parked at the gates below. Mules swarm the big birds, and ramp agents–sometimes called ramp rats–mill around.
Sometimes I feel insignificant. But I love the feeling of detachment from the concourse bustle below. I always, even when I’m in a connecting rush, enjoy my moments on DFW’s Skylink platforms. Makes me feel like I’m in a tower.
This morning I am thanking Jesus that through Him, God is my high tower!! Not just in trouble and storms. But every day, on sunny days, in the in-between moments of living that seem insignificant.
About my writing: This slice as written from a short free-write in my travel journal.
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I love how you slow down at a moment that usually involves hurrying and are rewarded with these beautiful details:
“Sun streams through floor to ceiling glass walls.
Easy listening music surrounds me.
A few travelers hurry past.
“I scan the Texas horizon and the vast cloudless sky above. Then I turn my eyes earthward and slowly survey a row of sleek silver-gray planes with tails bearing red, white, and blue strips and an eagle’s head, parked at the gates below. Mules swarm the big birds, and ramp agents–sometimes called ramp rats–mill around.””
Thank you, Sharon. After that moment on the Skylink platform, when I got to my gate, I jotted down my thoughts in a free write. I wanted to keep them. I only wish I had been more consistent in my free writing.
Even when hurrying, there is always time to take a moment and just enjoy where you are. I can imagine what it is like seeing the hustle and bustle but being above it.
I like that picture you word evoke… the hustle and bustle being below me.