My Father is the Pilot (4/15/13)

  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. 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.

 

 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!

 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.

 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.

 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!