Years ago, I was enthralled as I listened to a  pastor who for several years had faithfully served  the church.
His executive responsibilities had  taken him all over this country. As he concluded  his message, he told of one of the most frightening  yet thought-provoking experiences of his life.

He had been on a long flight. The first warning of  the approaching problem came when the sign on the 
aero plane flashed on: "Fasten your seat belts."

Then, after a while, a calm voice said, "We shall  not be serving the beverages at this time as we are  expecting a little turbulence. Please be sure your seat belt is  fastened."

As he looked around the aircraft, it became obvious  that many of the passengers were becoming  apprehensive. Later, the voice of the announcer said, "We are so sorry that we are unable to serve  the meal 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 like  a cork tossed around on a celestial ocean.

One moment the aeroplane was lifted on terrific currents of air; the next, it dropped as if it were about to crash. The pastor confessed that he shared the discomfort  and fear of those around him. He said, "As I looked  around the plane, I could see that nearly all the  passengers were upset and alarmed. Some were  praying. The future seemed ominous and many were  wondering if they would make it through the storm.

And then, I suddenly saw a girl to whom the storm  meant nothing. She had tucked her feet beneath her as she sat on her seat and was reading a book. 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 buffeted by the terrible  storm, when it lurched this way and that, as it rose and fell with frightening severity, when all the  adults were scared as if to death, that marvelous  child was completely composed and unafraid." The minister could hardly believe his eyes. It was not surprising therefore, that when the plane finally reached its destination and all the  passengers were hurrying to disembark, he lingered  to speak to the girl whom he had watched for such a long time. Having commented about the storm and behavior of the plane, he asked why she had not been afraid.

The sweet child replied, "Sir, my Dad is  the pilot, and he is taking me home."
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Angels can fly, not because of their wings, but  because they have no burdens in their hearts !!

Hi Friends,
I Recd this story today's morning fm one of my friend & I felt I should share with my dear I-land friends........

Sometimes when we are in difficulties, we  behave like those passengers on flight . That girl was only one who was not scare, she was feeling safe coz she knew her father will not let her die, thugh he  was just a human being. So how can we forget that our ultmate Pilot is GOD, why we should scare ...be calm & live in peace, he is there to lend us on our final destination.

Isn't it gr8 message........atleast I understand this from the story

Love,
Keya