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A pastor had been on a long flight between church conferences. The
first
warning of the approaching problems came when the sign on the
airplane
flashed on: Fasten Your Seat Belts. Then, after a while, a calm
voice said,
"We shall not be serving the beverages at this time as we are
expecting a
little turbulence. Please be sure your seat belt is fastened."
As the pastor looked around the aircraft, it became obvious that many of
the
passengers were becoming apprehensive.
Later, the voice on the
intercom said, "We are so sorry that we are unable
to serve the meal at this
time. The turbulence is still ahead of us."
And then the storm broke ..
The ominous cracks of thunder could be heard even above the roar of
the
engines. Lightning lit up the darkening skies, and within moments that
great
plane was like a cork tossed around on a celestial ocean. One moment
the
airplane was lifted on terrific currents of air; the next, it dropped as
if
it were about to crash.
The pastor confessed that he shared the
discomfort and fear of those around
him. He said, "As I looked around the
plane, I could see that nearly all the
passengers were upset and alarmed.
Some were praying. The future seemed
ominous and many were wondering if they
would make it through the storm.
"Then, I suddenly saw a little girl.
Apparently the storm meant nothing to
her. She had tucked her feet beneath
her as she sat on her seat; she was
reading a book and every- thing within
her small world was calm and orderly.
"Sometimes she closed her eyes,
then she would read again; then she would
straighten her legs, but worry and
fear were not in her world. When the
plane was being buffeted by the terrible
storm when it lurched this way and
that, as it rose and fell with frightening
severity, when all the adults
were scared half to death, that marvelous child
was completely composed and
unafraid." The minister could hardly believe his
eyes.
It was not surprising therefore, that when the plane finally
reached its
destination and all the passengers were hurrying to disembark,
our pastor
lingered to speak to the girl whom he had watched for such a long
time.
Having commented about the storm and the behavior of the plane, he
asked why
she had not been afraid.
The child replied, "Cause my
Daddy's the pilot, and he's taking me home."
There are many kinds of
storms that buffet us. Physical, mental, financial,
domestic, and many other
storms can easily and quickly darken our skies and
throw our plane into
apparently uncontrollable movement. We have al l known
such times, and let us
be honest and confess, it is much easier to be at
rest when our feet are on
the ground than when we are being tossed about a
darkened sky.
Let us
remember: Our Father is the Pilot. He is in control and taking us
home. Don't
worry!
-- Author Unknown
Hi all. I just had to share this story. You know, our God is big enough to calm any storm, but isn't it amazing how He is able to calm us in the midst of the storm.
Jeff Foster
http://granite-host.net
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