|Jul 5, 2015||Helicopter Ride|
|Jul 4, 2015||With Liberty for All|
|Jul 3, 2015||Who Are You?|
|Jul 2, 2015||Godís House|
|Jul 1, 2015||Forced to Choose|
Title: Helicopter Ride
Date: July 05, 2015
Suzy’s dad died and her family arranged for his memorial service to be held near their family’s summer cottage. An hour before the service began, well before most mourners had arrived, several family members gathered together inside the cottage to prepare. A loud helicopter engine came whop-whop-whopping overhead, so the family dropped what they were doing and went outside to welcome Suzy’s Uncle Harry who had arrived in his usual style aboard his company helicopter. The yard was too small to land, so Uncle Harry circled around a few times and waved down to the family below while the family waved back up at him. Suzy’s two-year-old nephew, Tyler, a sweet, serious and quiet little guy was waving up at the helicopter along with his older cousins. Uncle Harry buzzed off to a nearby airport, and Suzy’s sister—Tyler’s mom—hopped in car to go get Uncle Harry.
A year later, three-year-old Tyler was sitting in the car with his Aunt Suzy when a helicopter flew low overhead. Suzy pointed up saying, "Look at the helicopter, Tyler." Tyler looked up and said, "Is that the one that took Grandpa away?" “Is that why you don’t like helicopters,” Suzy asked? “Yes,” sulked Tyler. “A helicopter didn’t take Grandpa away, Tyler. Grandpa’s soul went up to heaven all on his own.”
Let's Pray: Dear God, if we are contemplating events so troubling that we keep them locked up in silence, lead us to a safe place where we may speak our thoughts with someone we trust. Amen.
Here’s a Thought: Unbind your troubles; give them to God.