Pre-travel: God dated a queen?

The car driving us to JFK airport left Bryn Mawr ‘s Campus Center at 5:30am on Friday, January 14th. Instead of making the 45 minute drive from my house early that morning, I invited myself to stay with a good friend who is living at Bryn Mawr over winter break. She was kind enough to oblige, and we went out to dinner the night before to celebrate the new semester. We ate at a new restaurant in Ardmore called Hummus. It was DELICIOUS! It is a very reasonable priced Meditaranean café. (I’ll be going there quite often in the coming weeks before leaving Byn Mawr, to be sure! In fact, I’ve already invited my parents down next Sunday to take me there). During the course of our meal, we stumbled onto the topic of national anthems. Upon discussing Britain, I questioned, “why is it ‘God save the queen’ as opposed to ‘God saved the king’?” (that is the national anthem, right?). My friend misheard me, thinking I had asked “why is it God dated a queen?” Uncontrollable laughter ensued, and hence the title of this post.

Pre-travel always stresses me out. Do I have everything, am I prepared, am I forgetting anything? I must have checked to see if I had my passport and boarding pass at least 50 times. I almost made the driver pull over mid-trip to make sure I had my malaria medication (like I was going to be able to do anything if I didn't). In the midst of panic, the words of my good friend Roselyn ring in my ears, "The Lord will provide." She is right, but sometimes I forget.