Plane Memior (contributed by Rex)

Flying A Plane

Ever had a dream, one that you feel that God wants you to do?
I feel that way. I want to be a missionary, one that flies his own plane.

It started a week before October 13, my birthday. My Mom called me to her room. She and Dad sure surprised me when they told me I was going to fly a plane. At first I thought they were kidding, but then I realized they were serious. Mom asked me who I was going to tell first, and I replied that I was going to tell was Grandma and Grandpa Walker first because I was going to their house for my birthday when Mom and Dad went to Seattle.

On the way to the airport (in the family van), I was feeling kind of nervous. I wondered what would happen if I lost control and crashed the plane. The fact that there was a copilot/instructor made me feel better, but I was still queasy. We had been driving about half an hour when mom showed me the airport, and it wasn't what I expected. It was kind of small, with only three buildings. We drove through the front gate and parked. As we got out of the car and I immediately saw the copilot/instructor. He showed me his small 4 seater Cessna 172d and showed me all the parts. I wasn't feeling that nervous, but as soon as I got in the pilots seat, it all came back like a exploding volcano. The instructor started the plane and we took off, after at least a minute of turning around and asking for permission to take off.

I was having so much fun, flying that plane! We were 2500 feet off the ground, and we were rocketing at speeds of 120 mph! The copilot/instructor said I was a Dive Bomber. We sometimes felt lurches in the plane's flight, but those were just thermals (bubbles of hot air). The copilot/instructor showed me how to turn, go up and down, and how to thermal hop. We only got to go in the air for 30 minutes, but it was awesome! Mom and Dad were holding each other the entire time, but I think they liked it.

So when God puts something in your heart to do, go ahead and do it! It might be as simple as going to a nonbeliever's house, or as complex as figuring out pi x 5 squared, Just do it!