So when we heard about the plane crash in NYC today, my first instinct was to not watch the news. Too bad, I had left the TV on in the living room and Jack came running into the laundry room to tell me there was a plane crash. I thought he meant he crashed some LEGO's into a Barbie House. He said..."Mommy there is a plane in in the Ocean in Yew Nork"...He still has to concentrate REALLY hard to say New York.(thanks, Dad for sticking "Yew Nork" in his brain)
So when we started to watch I was struck with a few thoughts.
This was A HUGE airplane flying over one of the most populated places in the world and it managed to "land" without killing anyone.
By all accounts the plane landed on the water as if it were a paved runway.
The plane stayed above water just long enough for everyone to get out safely before it started to sink.
Where they "landed" just happened to be full of water Taxi's and shuttles.
And when they were out, we saw this picture.
People standing (walking) on water? Reminiscent of another miracle, NO?
It would AMAZE me if any of these people left the airplane NOT believing in God.
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I'm with you...my hands sweat just thinking about flying in a plane. When I saw the footage yesterday and they talked about how the guy at the emergency exit knew just what to do, how calmly everyone evacuated the plane...women and children first, etc...I thought "Only God." It was amazing! It ought to remove all my fears of flying, too, but actually I'd still rather stay on the ground. :)
Me too, Christy!
I can't agree with you totally :o). I do agree that this was an act of God....a true miracle! I couldn't believe the pictures of people standing on the wings of that plane.
The part I don't agree with is the fear of flying. I love it.....Did you even know that I jumped out of one?
girl.... this too made me avoid the news. i, too, am a person who has a HUGE phobia of flying. it's horrible. i went to europe, ONCE, when i was 16 and... our plane was in serious trouble. i landed safely and had the guts to get on another plane. thinking, i FEEL it's safe for me to go... and i did. what feeling was that? and why? i got home safe, from chicago to l.a. in two hours. that's a VERY fast flight time. i don't know what got me home safely and quickly but... i think i do. miracles happen every day. it wasn't our time to go in a flight over the atlantic. who knows when my time will be but jeez louise girl, i am SO THANKFUL it wasn't then. i wouldn't have this sense of wonder and thankfulness, and i wouldn't have been able to share it. :) here's to your dad who flies safely, and well, and here's to all of the other pilots out there who know what they're doing. and here's to the big man in the sky who looked over them all.
Yes, wow, this was an amazing miracle.
Like you, flying makes me really, really nervous. I have even taken anti-anxiety meds just for flying. I try to avoid it as much as possible.
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