As I sit here on a plane on my way to a conference in Las Vegas, I realize that I am a control freak.  I know, I know….not a real shocker there.  I like to be in control.  I like for my life to go exactly as I plan it.  I like for my kids to behave exactly as I expect them to.  (Okay, that rarely happens, but a girl can dream, right?)

The reason I had this great enlightenment is because I currently am not in control, and I really don’t like that very much!  I don’t know if the pilot passed his college exams with an A+ or a C-.  I don’t know whether he attended Harvard University or Crash and Burn College.  I don’t know whether he had a good, wholesome breakfast or if he ate a candy bar on the way to the airport.  I don’t know if he is currently sitting with his feet propped up while reading the newspaper or if he is taking a nap. (I really hope neither of those is true!)  I don’t even know the pilot’s name!  He is nameless to me because I couldn’t understand his garbled message.  (By the way, why is that?  Why can’t you ever understand the pilot on a plane?  They sound as though they are underwater or talking through a fan!)

This lack of control made me realize that really, in essence, my life is one big plane ride.  There is plenty of turbulence, and there is a lot of unknown.  Most of the time, I wonder what in the world God is thinking. (But I am pretty convinced that He has a sense of humor.  Unfortunately, sometimes, I feel like I am the butt of the joke.)

A lot of times, I approach God like this: “Um.  Hi, God.  It’s me, Al.  I have this problem, and here is how I think you should fix it.  In fact, I have several great suggestions of how you can solve it.  Feel free to choose the option you think is best.  After all, you are God, so I will give you the option of which of my solutions you would like to choose.”

The funny thing is, God almost never takes my suggestions!  He solves the problem, in His own way and on His own time.  Usually, He lets me dangle over the edge of the cliff, and then, just as my rope is about to snap in half, he yanks me back.  He uses a solution that I would have never considered to solve my problem.

I don’t claim to know why God does what God does.  He is God, and I am not.  However, sometimes, I think he gives me a little “Dangle Therapy” to remind me that I am not in control.  I never was, and I never will be.

God was clear in the Bible about the fact that He is God and we are not.  Read Psalm 46:10.  It says, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”  I heard it taught once that those words, “Be still,” can also be translated, “Cease striving.”  That means, let it go.  Let God be God and stop trying to run your life yourself!  That’s a hard one for me, but I keep practicing.

I am glad that I don’t have to be in control.  I can’t handle the pressure.  I like the fact that I can turn it all over to God.  I don’t have to worry.  1 Peter 5:7 says, “Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.”  Another way to think of that verse is, “Cast all your anxiety on him and he will do the caring for you.”  God will worry for you, so you don’t need to.  I love that! 

I am so glad that I am not in control of this airplane.  I don’t think I could handle that pressure either!  I don’t trust the nameless pilot nearly as much as I trust God.  Here’s hoping the pilot had a good night’s sleep on a fluffy, but not too fluffy, pillow.  I don’t know whether he did or not.  For now, I will pray to the Almighty Pilot who I do trust about the nameless pilot who I don’t trust.  Then, I’ll hang on for the ride and not worry.  God will worry for me.     -Al



03/18/2017 2:05pm

Being a pilot is something to be really proud and I know because my brother is one. Not all the people get a chance to be a pilot. I also wanted to be a pilot but because of my eye sight, they didn’t let me be one.


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