I sat down after finding my seat on the commercial airliner and looked around me taking note of where my family and grandparents were sitting. When I get nervous I become nauseous and boy was I feeling sick. This was my first time flying… ever. I had won a huge contest that was taking me to Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. I was so excited, but quite overwhelmed with the opportunity. On top of all of those feelings though, it was the first flight that I was most anxious about. When all you know about flying is May Day (the TV show) then that tends to make one a little on edge. A nice gentleman sat down beside me in his aisle seat. I didn’t know flying etiquette so I just looked out my window watched the workers walking around the plane. He started up a conversation with the typical first question, “Where are you headed to?”, “Ottawa” I replied. After listening very intently to the safety protocol I tried to settle myself in for the 2 hour flight ahead.
The man wasn’t quite done talking to me though. He had noticed how intently I was listening to the safety message and how nervous I was. I’m guessing I don’t hide that very well. “Is this your first time flying?” he asked, I nodded,
“Really!.... Wow. You look a little nervous. I’m a pilot actually and I have flown in a plane lots of times. They are completely safe!”,
“You are a pilot?! Like you fly planes?”
“No I fly helicopters, but I have flown in lots and lots of planes.”
He proceeded to tell me a little bit about how safe a plane is and why. I immediately felt so much more at ease, this guy knew what he was talking about; not just head knowledge but experience too! He showed me how to track our progress on the screen in front of me. On takeoff, in flight and during landing my head and ears didn’t bug me at all. I had kept in mind what I had been told about combating pressure. It was such an awesome and smooth flight!
When the plane landed in Ottawa the nice gentleman let me off and bid me farewell; he stayed as the flight was going to continue to New Brunswick, his home.
It was the fact that I had a awesome experience with my first flight that led me to flight training. So many God orchestrated situations that fell into place. The nice old gentleman whose name I do not know. My (now) future father-in-law taking me up in a single engine plane. The fact that the first ever flight school started up that year in Portage la Prairie. So many things lined up to just pass it off as coincidence. I was in awe at how fast things came to be. Although I’m not currently flying I do miss it alot, and I definitely want to complete what I started. If anyone wants to take me up I am a very willing passenger! hehehe.
Its very good for a person to try and see how God is working in their lives. It makes life an adventure that you are constantly expecting to get better; how is God going to work in my life today?!