"On a wing and a prayer." Have you heard this expression?
The other day Andy and I were driving and discussing an upcoming event. We had mapped out a plan and we were discussing the last minute details. I looked at him, shrugged & said, “Well, on a wing and a prayer.” I’m not sure this expression fit right there in our conversation, but for some reason it just felt right to say. Later, I looked it up to find the real meaning behind this phrase. I definitely used the phrase appropriately.
The meaning of on a wing and a prayer: you do it hoping that you will succeed, although you are not prepared enough for it.
This phrase, On a wing and a prayer, originated from an old WW2 movie called the The Flying Tigers. The Captain was asking about the status of one of his pilots. The clerk tells the Captain, “Yes sir, it was attacked and fired on by Japanese aircraft. She's coming in on one wing and a prayer.”
This is how I feel I am living my current life - I’m coasting on one wing, hoping to land unharmed. Fingers crossed right? My nature is to plan and to prepare. I love to organize and plan trips, vacations, & parties. One of my responsibilities at the church is to plan big events, organize trips, make reservations, order food, tents and entertainment for these events. I love planning and organizing a big event, watching it come together, relishing in the enjoyment of people attending the event and then basking in, what I call, an “accomplishment high”.
So lately, feeling as if I am living slightly unprepared, hoping things go well, I feel completely out of sorts. I am feeling forgetful and overwhelmed. I look at my to-do list and it feels like it's never ending. And when I finally mark a few things off, it seems a few more items are added.
I share all of this with you, not to make you feel sorry for me. I’m not looking for anyone to call me and offer to clean my house. Wait. Anyone is welcome, at anytime, day or night, to come clean my house….seriously.
I share this because even though I am in this current state of being overwhelmed, I am so thankful for this season. I feel more present with Jesus now, than ever before. I am walking in a season of humility. I have sent more humbling prayer requests out to friends in the past few weeks than I care to admit. I have been more transparent about my weaknesses and short-falls. I believe in the power of prayer, but I haven’t always been the one asking for prayers.
In this season of humility, I have relied on the grace, wisdom and peace of my Savior. I have had to stop relying my own ability to juggle everything. I’ve had to stop relying on my own wisdom to fix something or make something work. I’ve just had to stop. Literally, just stop.
This is so hard. I don’t mean nap. No, napping isn’t hard. I have had to stop and spend time listening and hearing from the Lord. Spend time in scripture, reading, studying, praying, petitioning. Understanding and growing in knowledge and wisdom that only comes from Him. And it is sweet.
Spending time soaking up Truth, does not erase one item from my to-do list. But it makes me whole. The out of sorts feeling is filled up and the Lord restores my soul. I all too often forget the need to humble myself and to allow Him to restore me.
Christine Caine says, “The truth you store up in silence comes back to you in the storm, and it lifts you away as on a life raft from the fears and disappointments that would otherwise pull you under. When you abide in his word, He abides in you.”
Abiding in Him is not flying in on one wing, hoping for a safe landing. Abiding in Him is you, placing every bit of what you have in front of you and placing it at His feet. I am so thankful for these weeks of Him filling me with His peace, filling me with His truth so I can continue to do what He has called me to do.
“Remain in me, and I will remain in you. For a branch cannot produce fruit if it is severed from the vine, and you cannot be fruitful unless you remain in me.” John 15:4