• “A pastor was on a long flight home which started very peaceful but ran into an incredible storm; first the seat belt sign came on, then the announcer said we will not be able to serve the meal at this time, a severe storm is ahead of us. Then all the sudden the storm broke; the plane was in the midst of severe thunder and lightning that lit up the sky; the plane was tossed like a cork on a celestial ocean; one momen lifted, then dropping as if to crash.
• The passengers on the plane were filled with fear, some were visibly upset, others were praying, and the pastor confessed that he shared the fear and concern of those around him.
• “Then, I suddenly the pastor said he 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 everything 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 tossed and all the adults were scared half to death, she was incredibly at peace and unafraid. The minister could hardly believe his eyes.
• When the plane finally reached its destination and the passangers quickly got off, he couldn’t help but to linger and speak to the little girl.
• He asked her how in the midst of all the turbulence and chaos the plane went through in the storm, why she had not been afraid?
• The child replied, “Cause my Daddy’s the pilot....and he’s taking me home!”
Today we can have peace and assurance knowing that our Father is the Pilot, and He is taking us Home.
- Uknown