Clark Air Field and Mt. Pinatubo
(volcano that erupted in 1991 destroying the base)
Since that day in the Philippines we have had many experiences that relate to that one shaking plane. The death of a son, a threat on Joel's life, our years of disabling Lyme Disease, financial challenges, are just a few. Certainly, if you have followed my blog you know that this past year has been a lot like the first shake-up we had in the plane. We were going along with a goal in mind, moving to Gold Canyon Arizona. We believed God was directing us there, we had prayed, and laid a fleece, all with answers coming that kept us going forward. And then breast cancer. We were in mid air with the "plane" shaking and we were worried a crash was imminent. And yet, while on that "shaking plane" God came and calmed us. He walked us through the crisis one day at a time, the "plane" landed and we found solid ground to stand on. God's promises, a good surgeon, the prayers of others, a best case diagnosis, and the support of friends and family all gave us strength.
Our plane ride and scary landing in The Philippines is a great story to share, but so are the stories that speak of God walking with us through tough times. They are all wonderful examples of how our journey through life requires the help of Papa God. We can trust that we will not be left alone and to our own devices when surprises come our way. Even when things seem to shake, rattle, and roll, He is with us and the "plane" will land.