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I was planning a surprise bachelor party for my little brother in NYC. Coffee, softball in Central Park, coffee, plane tickets, pizza, adjoining suits in Times Square and COFFEE. I was consumed with the idea for months, calculating every detail to secretly fly 12 guys to NYC. The day of the trip, I’m stuck behind hundreds of people in airport security as my friend texts me, “8 minutes til gate closes. I’m stalling them.” Everything was under my name, paid in advance and non-transferable. I had everything in my hands down to the bat and softball. Forgetting all decency, I cut the line and sprinted to L-7. The stress of almost missing that plane haunts me to this day. Sitting on that 6 AM flight from O’hare to La Guardia, I wrote out a dream from a couple nights before.
I had a dream:
I’m watching a plane attempt to land over a wall. Missing the landing by inches, the plane crashes into the brick wall, exploding upon contact. Sabotage? No, it was pilot error. I whip out my phone to film the wreckage.
Meaning:
My plan/plane almost crashed and burned. I had perfectly calculated everything – so I thought. But, a slight miscalculation almost prevented me from landing this plane/plan, potentially losing thousands of dollars and ruining my brother’s bachelor party. Thankfully, this only served as a lesson to divide responsibility and not take everything into my own hands.
Without counsel plans fail, but with many advisers they succeed. -Proverbs 15:22
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