“Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We are just about to begin our final descent into our destination airport- if you could fasten your seatbelts and stow your tray table…”
If the Internship were a flight, I feel this is the section of the flight we’d be in. Ominously, there’s only six weeks to go and (especially as this is my final Internlog) it feels as though we’re slowly coming into land.
Naturally, the beginning of the end prompts rumination and reflection- what have I enjoyed, what have I not enjoyed, where have I grown, where do I still fall short, where and how have I seen God at work over the past 9 months?
All of these are important questions but, like flying, the tricky part is still to come. Other than the drive to the airport (which is by far the most dangerous aspect of flying) take-off and landing are the two most dangerous parts of a flight. After several hours of navigating storms and turbulence, the landing lights of the runway creeping over the horizon can bring about complacency. The hard part is over, you tell yourself, you’ve earned the right to relax.
Though I think it is important to take care of oneself and manage time sensibly, there is no room for complacency in following Jesus. Jesus calls us to love God with all our hearts, minds, soul and strength. As Christ carried the cross up to Calvary, he did not take his foot off the gas, he did not phone it in. No- just as the end of Christ’s mission crept over his horizon, he steeled his resolve, gritted his teeth and saw it through to the end.
Though it is trite to compare the Passion to the Internship, I still hope (and pray) I can do the same.