I am preaching in Toronto in July and woke this morning with a niggle urging me to check arrangements. I planned the flights in February and details seemed too sketchy in my memory. Eventually locating the itinerary I set about organizing the long-term car parking and overnight stay in London the night before. We have developed a routine at Heathrow and I went into autopilot.
Suddenly, I noticed that we were leaving from South Terminal. Since there is no South Terminal at Heathrow I was thrown into momentary panic. Concentrating on the details I realized I had failed to see that it was not LHR but LGW in small letters at the top. Yes, it's Gatwick on the other side of London rather than Heathrow.
Thankfully I had not gone ahead with further arrangements but am convinced of two things. First, I need to check the small print carefully as my capacity for such oversights is increasing! As Carol pointed out I could have booked us flying out from anywhere once I took my eye off the ball. Second, I am profoundly grateful for that niggle.....often I would leave it until nearer take-off ! Those niggles are sometimes essential for sanity - I think they are part of God's gift of friendship that cares about little details as well as big.