Airports can be chaotic.

But eventually, cabin doors close and planes depart.

During peak hours, airports are complicated and loud. There can be confusion, disorder, and unexpected change. One look at an overcrowded security checkpoint and one begins to think, “How will any of us ever depart on time?”

And yet — at some point, there is order. At some point, each hatch closes, each plane moves into position, and each plane takes off.

From chaos, order.

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Life can feel a lot like a bustling airport.

But the bustle isn’t endless. At times, things do fall into place, and order is found … even if fleeting.

Don’t lose hope. Just like an airport, there will be seasons of chaos and seasons of calm.