I don't think I will ever forget it. The way the fields were all assembled there like a patchwork quilt. I was 22 and boarded a plane for the first time on my own.
Off on an adventure to see the world and family.
England. The land of my father. He still speaks of the dales he hiked as a young boy.
The last time I had been there I swallowed that English penny and they discovered a grapefruit-sized tumour near my not quite three year old lung. The doctors, they sent me home right away and on September 7, 1979 I was on an operating table and the surgeon was able to remove all but 5% of the tumour. I fought for my life for two years.
On September 7, 1998, exactly nineteen years later, I boarded a plane and flew once again over the vast ocean.
As I flew over the land and I saw the quilt laid out below, I was wonderstruck from the beauty of the creation.
I sat there in awe of the beauty of the tremendous view. With my face pressed to the small window of the Royal Airbus, I mumbled in a barely audible voice to the woman sitting beside me how wonderful it is to know that there is an even greater Creator behind the marvelous creation.
And to think that this Creator takes care of such details as quilts on the land and birds of the air. That I fly like the birds back to the land where doctors discovered that I was not well on the very same day of the same month that nineteen years earlier I had been laid down under the hands of surgeons and in the care of the Great Physician.
And I only realize the correlation of the date now. I see how my view of my amazing God is much, much too small.
"O the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! how unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out!"
Reflecting and writing on the word prompt given here for Five Minute Friday at Lisa-Jo's place. This week the prompt is: View
Officially, the rules are:
2. Link up at Lisa-Jo's and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community...