"Just as you do
not know the path of the wind and how bones are formed in the womb of the
pregnant woman, so you do not know the activity of God who makes all
things" (Ecc. 11:5)
Hey Gang: My brother
was one unique dude. When a little
squeezer, barely old enough to walk, he saw an airplane fly over our house; at
that time was very rare sight. We were
living in the Appalachian Mountains of Pennsylvania; some would say we lived so
far back in the sticks that they had to pump sunshine to us and even the
hoot-owls carried knapsacks.
The plane made such an impression on him that he made a
decision, one day he would fly one of those things. He did become a pilot and served our Country for 30
years. The sight of the plane also built
a fire of restlessness in his heart t which was not satisfied until my mother
pinned his wings on him when, in the mid 40's, he graduated and became a full-fledged 'flight
jockey'. For more than fifty years he
never deviated from that very early decision to spend as much time in the sky
as possible.
But, my life was one of contrast to his. I did not have a clue what God had in mind
for me. I floundered at everything I
tried to do, barely making it through high school and flunking out of college
three times. The Dean called me in one
day and said, "Son, at the rate you are going it will take you seventeen
years to graduate. I fooled him, I did
it in twelve years.
After getting my first 'walking-papers' from college, I
joined the Air Force and somehow, by the grace of God, I was chosen for Air
Traffic Control School, one of the top career fields in the Air Force. I became a very good Air Traffic
Controller. When it came time for
discharge I seriously considered re- upping and making it a career ....but God
said... "Don't get to comfortable!"
After discharge I was accepted as a Federal Aviation
Controller and, once again, worked my way up very rapidly in the system. We were seriously considering purchasing a
house and I would settle in to being an air traffic controller for the my
working days,but God said... "Don't get to comfortable!".
When the government moved our center to Cleveland we felt
God was saying it was time for the next step and I returned to college, this
time graduating with a much better record.
On graduation day the Dean, who gave me my waking papers eight years earlier,
was very proud that his seventeen year projection turned out to be only twelve
years.
I thought that God had me programmed to go to California and
earn my Master's. Seems I misread that message, too; I ended up getting a doctors degree in
practical training - how to reach down
deep into the hearts and souls of hurting children as a counselor in a juvenile hall.
I was being considered to become the director of a brand new facility
that would have moved me up several notches on the status and pay ladder..
"God once again said.. "Don't get to comfortable!"
Soooo, the message I learned, 'what God has in mind for you may be totally
different than the road you think you are to travel'. (But God doesn't waste
any of His training!) Jesus, in the sermon on the Mount, gave us a far better plan than flying by the
seat of our pants, "Ask, and it
will be given to you; seek, and you will find, knock and it will be opened to
you" (Matt. 7:7).
Blessings,
Gramps
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