Wednesday, December 24, 2008

A land of rivers and rainbows.



This fine December day found N3538F and I journeying north to her duties at Guayaramerin after an important trip to Santa Cruz. News had reached us about a week earlier about an unfortunate forced landing in Nicaragua that Jeff made in the Piper Malibu when he lost oil pressure at night over the ocean. Everybody on board survived the night landing near an unlit runway and we praised God for sparing their lives. Several of the people on board needed to stay in the hospital for a while so Jeff was still in Nicaragua a week later with no hope of immidiate return. He also had to deal with the insurance and salvaging the wreckage. His wife was anxious to see him so I planned a flight to Santa Cruz with her, the kids and the school director who was going home for the holidays. From Santa Cruz they could get flights out of the country. When we arrived at the airport a cell phone rang and the news put a totally different feeling over us. A volunteer family in Santa Cruz had just lost a 2.5 year old adopted son in a tragic accident. We made it to Santa Cruz just in time for the funeral.
I had a bit to think about on the flight home a few days later. I checked the airplane more carefully than before and thought about the shortness and uncertainty of life. The six people in the plane crash would have been dead had there been one spark as the left wing ripped off and 40 gallons of gasoline sprayed all around the airplane, or a moment later when the right wing hit a tree and stopped the plane releasing its own 40 gallons onto the ground near the emergency exit. There is no way but a miracle that there was no fire, even gas fumes reaching the red hot turbos could have ignited. God wanted these people alive and working for Him. And then on the other hand, why not a happy little Bolivian boy with a cleft pallette who loved to pray. Gods wisdom often seems like foolishness to us. Whether it be the best man who ever lived being murdered or the murderers living on to kill other innocent people, it all seems rediculous. But we must remember in the happy times that there is a big plan that is often beyond our comprehension, put into place by one who loves us more than we can imagine. And in the sad times...cry the tears that come as part of our citizenship in this twisted world. Think of God crying rivers over the history of this world and crying with you right now in the pain of seperation from one you love. Then through your tears look up and taste the bits of heaven that shine through like rainbows on a cloudy day.






1 comment:

Kevin said...

Hi DJ,
I’ve read everything on the current page when one first comes to your blog page. I’m intrigued and blessed by reading. I especially liked this part at the bottom of “A land of rivers and rainbows:
Think of God crying rivers over the history of this world and crying with you right now in the pain of separation from one you love. Then through your tears look up and taste the bits of heaven that shine through like rainbows on a cloudy day.” I like the picturesque speech – thank you for sharing.
God bless you abundantly above what you could ask or think – I will be praying for you regularly.
Warm regards,

Kevin Ferreira