Meeting the Pilot

  Because of a conference my husband and I attend most years, we often find ourselves flying to Chicago in February.  I should earn your total respect without another word, because this southern girl finds Chicago in February something akin to visiting Mars. On this particular day, ourcaptain on the morning’s flight from Atlanta to Chicago did something a little unusual. He came out of the cockpit and actually used the flight attendants’ speaker to talk to us. That’s ‘us’, the gaggle of humans putting our lives and our wellbeing into this man’s hands, to fly us north on a February morning.  

  He greeted us with a warm welcome and offered to make our flight as safe as possible. He mentioned the storms in Chicago and how that would probably slow us a bit on the other end, but he promised to fly like he had ‘stolen the airplane’.   Then he said something to the effect that his wife says he is a better communicator face to face, so that is why he comes out of the cockpit to greet us before getting all locked up to fly.  Though I am not a nervous traveler, somehow, I felt reassured having seen his smiling face and knowing there is a wife somewhere (Atlanta, I am guessing, by his accent) waiting for him to get home that night.  Then we were off!

  Rest easy! The One Who created you and loves you is there for face-to-face assurance that you will journey to your destination with His care, His strength, His provision and grace.  Your part in the trip is to be on the journey with Him, by knowing His Son, Jesus.  

Be still, and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations,

I will be exalted in the earth!

Psalm 46:10

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