Provoking article

This guy had been on a long flight. The first warning of the approaching
problems came when the sign on the airplane flashed on: "Fasten your seat
belts."


Then, after a while, a calm voice said, "We shall not be serving the
beverages at this time as we are expecting a little turbulence. Please be
sure your seat belt is fastened."


As he looked around the aircraft, it became obvious that many of the
passengers were becoming apprehensive.. Later, the voice of the announcer
said, "We are so sorry that we are unable to serve the meal at this time.

The turbulence is still ahead of us."


And then the storm broke. The ominous cracks of thunder could be heard
even above the roar of the engines. Lightening lit up the darkening skies
and within moments that great plane was like a cork tossed around on a
celestial ocean. One moment the airplane was lifted on terrific currents
of air; the next, it dropped as if it were about to crash.


The man confessed that he shared the discomfort and fear of those around
him. He said, "As I looked around the plane, I could see that nearly all
the passengers were upset and alarmed. Some were praying.


The future seemed ominous and many were wondering if they would make it
through the storm. And then, I suddenly saw a girl to whom the storm meant
nothing. She had tucked her feet beneath her as she sat on her seat and
was reading a book.

Everything within her small world was calm and orderly. Sometimes she
closed her eyes, then she would read again; then she would straighten her
legs, but worry and fear were not in her world. When the plane was being
buffeted by the terrible storm, when it lurched this way and that, as it
rose and fell with frightening severity, when all the adults were scared
half to death, that marvellous child was completely composed and unafraid."



The man could hardly believe his eyes. It was not surprising therefore,
that when the plane finally reached its destination and all the passengers
were hurrying to disembark, he lingered to speak to the girl whom he had
watched for such a long time.

Having commented about the storm and behaviour of the plane, he asked why
she had not been afraid.

The sweet child replied,


"Sir, my Dad is the pilot and he is taking me home."


Trust ? Innocence? Whatever it is, it is so very powerful!