That old missionary pilot I told you about yesterday, well, he responded and here’s what he had to say.
The beauty of Christian faith is that the “story” doesn’t end with us….it continues through others!
I took a child from a mother’s arms…she, in desperation surrendered that child to me. (This was a small grass hut deep in the Amazon jungle). To that mother there was no concept of aviation…just a big bird from out of the clouds in that vast expanse.
There was a bright red-head with blue eyes never seen before that came out of that big noisy bird. This little boy was just a skeleton of humanity almost no life remaining (he had scalded his throat and a large white octopus mass was choking off the life in him).
I can’t IMAGINE the thoughts in her head as she saw that “big bird” disappear through the clouds. Was this a transition to another life?
Was her son gone forever? In a few weeks this robust lad came back through those same clouds & into the arms of his mother!
The joy & love in the face of that mother will always remain with me.
There is a beauty in the Christian faith! Love of God, promise of new life…the POWER of Christ!
Proverbs 3:27
Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due, when it is in your power to act.
I’ll thank him for this message.
Think about it.
Gar