A minister was on a long-haul flight
when the sign came on - ”Fasten
your seat belt.” A few minutes later
the announcement came. “We shall
not be serving the beverages at this
time as we are expecting
turbulence.“ Sure enough, the
plane began to judder. As the
minister looked around the
aircraft, he saw that some
passengers were uneasy. At that
moment came another
announcement. “We are unable to
serve the meal at this time. The
main turbulence is still ahead of
us.”
With that, 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 the 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, dropped as if it were
about to crash.
Then suddenly the minister saw a
little girl seated near him.
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
everything within her small world
was calm and orderly.
Despite the buffeting of the terrible
storm, and despite the palpable
fear of everyone else on the plane,
the little girl was completely
composed and unafraid. The
minister couldn’t believe his eyes.
An hour or so later the plane finally
reached its destination, and all the
passengers hurried to disembark.
The minister then lingered behind
to speak to the little girl whom he
had watched with astonishment.
Having commented about the
storm and wild behaviour of the
plane, he asked why she had not
been afraid.
“That’s easy,” the child answered,
“Cause my Daddy’s the pilot, and
he’s taking me home.”
Sometimes in life, we may also feel
buffeted and lost. But remember,
Our Father is the pilot, and He, too,
is taking us home.