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The Honeymoon and Baggage
By Bryan | January 26, 2010
On August 1, six seemingly short years ago, Jen and I said I do and we were ready to celebrate our newly announced love in Jamaica.
We woke up the next day at 4 in the morning and arrived at Cleveland airport. On arrival we checked in our bags at the ticket check -in counter, and from there we would not see our baggage until we arrived at our tropical paradise.
Throughout the flight from Cleveland to Miami and then to Jamaica, we were doing what most newlyweds do the day or two after their wedding, SLEEP. On landing we were directed to walk down a ladder. That’s right you read correctly a ladder, I was used to going through a tunnel but in our new tropical paradise a ladder would have to do. When we walked into the terminal I started looking for the baggage claim, but I did not find one, so I found a terminal assistant and asked where my baggage was located. His response, “Ah man no worry be happy, they are over there.” he pointed to a dirt floor with hundreds of bags scattered, tossed and tagged out in the open.
As I recall this moment I can’t help but relate that too many of our lives. We have baggage (emotional, physical, spiritual) that for many of us have been scattered, tossed and tagged throughout our life’s journey. And for some of you it has ruined your honeymoon, you have done what many honeymooners do: Ignore the obvious. Let me challenge you to face the reality of your situation.
That day in the Airport terminal no one was going to pick up my bags for me that was my responsibility. I had to find them and pick them up because if I didn’t I would never have arrived at my destination.
I was told that my bags were in the terminal that is all I knew. For many of you God has revealed your baggage but you have let it sit in the terminal, not dealt with and ignored. It’s your responsibility to pick them up, but this is where it gets good.
After I picked up my bags I still was not at my destination. I found a man who came as a representative of our resort and asked me if I would allow him to help me carry my baggage. I gave him my baggage but it came with a price. Not knowing that I forgot to separate my smaller bills from my bigger ones, I gave him a twenty. He only took my bags about 30 steps, but I didn’t care my bags were handled and I was on my way.
Today let me be a representative and challenge you to give your bags to the One who can help you carry them. The One who can heal your broken heart, forgive a past that is checkered with pain and regret, and restore that which was lost. Of course it will come with a price: 1) you have to locate your baggage 2) you have to be honest about your baggage and 3) you have to give them to the One who will get you to your destination.
Needless to say that though our honeymoon got off to a rough and stressful start, it did not end that way.
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