Yesterday, in the British Library, on the last day of our vacation, I reflected on what a great travel companion Caroline is. Throughout our two weeks she never complained, was genuinely excited wherever we went, even when we weren’t going anywhere in particular. She never asked for a thing, was delighted with the smallest things, had simple, modest tastes and looked out for her Dad as well as herself. Today, on the flight home, she watched one movie and was about to watch another when I reminded her that watching TV would kept her awake and she would likely be better off if she got some sleep. I went back to watching my show and noticed that within minutes, her TV was off, screen stowed, seat down and eyes closed. She’s been sleeping ever since.

Years ago someone in youth group said, “Jesus goes with us in our hearts, no matter where we go.” Then they posed this question, “How does he feel about where you take him?” Remembering that made me reflect on what kind of travel companion I am for Jesus. Or, “What’s it like as God’s Spirit to be dwelling inside me?” I don’t mean to slip into simple legalisms (e.g. am I doing the right things, going to the right places, with the right people?). These are important, but at a more fundamental level – what am I like to God who travels with me? Grateful? Demanding? Fun to be with? Good to talk with? Nagging? Bored? Boring?  Adventurous? A loving companion and friend? Am I like my brother Jesus, or not?

On the trip, one of my work friends said to Caroline, “I see a lot of your father in you.” If she knew Annie, she would, I believe, have said something similar about seeing Caroline’s Mom in Caroline, too. It is a blessing to have such a wonderful child. I pray that our Heavenly family feels the same way about us. Read Romans 8:10-20, and remember: God loves you and me UNCONDITIONALLY.

Mike