My father is the pilot

July 15, 2014 by  
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A priest was on a long flight home after a Church Conference

The first warning of approaching problems came when the ‘Fasten Your Seat Belts’ sign flashed on.

seatbelt

After a while a calm voice said, “We shall not be serving beverages at this time as we are expecting a little turbulence. Please make sure your seat belt is fastened.”

The priest looked around the aircraft and saw 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 meals at this time… The turbulence is still ahead of us.”

And then the storm broke.

thunder

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 tossed around like a cork in a celestial ocean. One moment it was lifted on terrific currents of air, the next it fell as if about to crash.

As the priest looked around he could see that nearly all the passengers were alarmed – except one little girl!

Little Girl

She sat calmly, feet tucked under her, looking at pictures in a book, oblivious of the turbulence around her. Sometimes she would close her eyes, and then she would go back to her book.

The storm blew over. When the plane landed and the passengers were disembarking, the priest approached the little girl and asked her why she was not afraid like the other passengers.

My Dad

The little girl replied, “Cause my Daddy’s the pilot and he’s taking me home.”

There are many storms that buffet us…Physical, mental, financial, domestic and other storms that can darken our skies and throw us into turmoil.

Jesus with us

Like the little girl, let us always remember: Our Father is the Pilot.

He is in control… He will take us Home… Don’t worry!

– fwd: ignatius p k

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