Airport lounges are the opposite of the kingdom of God. Let me explain. I am a Priority Pass lounge card holder because my credit card gives me free access. I did not seek this privilege out on my own, but found out after the fact, excitedly of course. Lounges? That’s awesome! I thought they were solely for the first-class folk who are too good to sit at sticky Starbucks tables (me). The issue is, because my credit card gives me access and I do not pay for the Priority Pass membership, I can’t reserve spots in lounges that I might happen upon in my frequent traveling. This means I walk to the lounge and hope for it to be under capacity, meaning I can most likely get a spot. If I find myself then getting access into the lounge, eating the decent buffet food, and sipping on a beverage of choice, I start to look around. I start to wonder how these other people made it in here. Are they important for some reason unknown to me? Do their employers provide it for them? Do they pay for Priority Pass lounge full access, bypassing the regular folk like me? I don’t know. I never ask. I get in, eat, read, and leave...still always feeling a bit out of place. Airport lounges are the opposite of the kingdom of God.
Unlike airport lounges, I have been chosen before time and a spot has been secured by nothing of my own merit for the kingdom of God. And that’s the gist of my point. I’ve been traveling a lot these last 2 months as I am on a short stateside assignment before going back overseas. As I write this, I am on the wait list to enter a lounge I probably won’t end up getting access to because I’ll have to board my flight soon. I’m so glad the kingdom of God is not like airport lounges!