I was at my neighbor’s house last Thursday morning as her
movers were loading all of her belongings that she was moving to her new
assisted living home. I had run back
over to our house to get Aaron and deliver him to meet his day group. That’s when I got the text from Gary…..as I
got Aaron off his computer, let Jackson out to do his business, and quickly
checked to see if Aaron had taken his pills.
Gary’s text said, “I’m OK. Small
plane crashed on our building.”
What?! I looked at the
picture he sent, but the seriousness of the situation didn’t hit home with me
even then. I had no idea of how tragic
and awful it really was. But later, as
we got Nora moved into her apartment, our other neighbor hooked up her
television and turned on the local channel.
There was live coverage for the rest of the day……and I was so thankful that
Gary had taken the time to text earlier to let me, Andrea, and Andrew know that
he was safe.
Four people were killed, we found out as the day wore on……the
pilot, and three people inside a simulator where the plane had crashed. I couldn’t imagine the fear I would have
experienced if I had not known that Gary was safe from the beginning. My heart goes out to the families of those
who died. Who would ever imagine that
you would go to work one day in Wichita and have your building hit by a
plane? Who would ever imagine getting that horrible
visit from a chaplain bearing that terrible news? And I knew it could easily have been me that
received that news…..me that was left without a husband…..my kids left without
their dad.
We don’t know, do we, what a day will hold. A couple days before the plane crash, I was
nearly involved in a serious car accident…..but it didn’t happen. Gary could have been killed on Thursday in
the FlightSafety building……but it didn’t happen. What if it HAD happened, though?
Like it happened with Mary…..a mom I know who is in her early
30’s. Less than two weeks ago, she was
leaving a movie theater with her four young children, one a two month old, and
she had a major stroke.
Like it happened with our good friends, David and Jennifer,
the day after the plane crash. David’s
dad was scheduled to come home after routine pacemaker surgery, but instead
that morning he suddenly died……without warning…..totally unexpected.
Like it happened that same day with other good friends whose
daughter-in-law and two grandchildren were involved in a serious front end collision
on their way to spend the weekend with a friend. They survived, thank the Lord.
What do we do when the unthinkable DOES happen? What do we do when the unexpected becomes our
reality?
When we feel like we’ve been hit in the gut and we can’t
breathe, the only thing to do is fall back into the arms of God. How do we do THAT? By making a conscious decision to trust Him,
and to remember Who He is and what He has promised us. Alec Motyer says, “When the trial comes that
prompts the unbelieving ‘Why?’ we must rather drill our minds to hear the call
for faith, to recall the Lord’s promises, and cast ourselves utterly onto the
reliable rock of His Word.”
A couple days after the plane crash, a friend called me. She was so thankful that Gary wasn’t killed
or injured. She made the comment that we
all often hear…..”God is so good.” And I
have to ask myself…..if Gary had been killed or badly injured, could I still
say, “God is so good?” I pray that I
could and that I would still declare the goodness of God no matter my personal
outcomes, for God’s goodness doesn’t change because He might allow me to go
through some tough times. Paul told
Timothy that God remains faithful, and I hope that through my pain and grief I
would be able to say and believe the same.
This is why it’s so important to learn who God is now……to know
his attributes BEFORE the traumas hit.
Our Wichita first responders had just participated in a mock plane crash
drill a month before the plane hit FlightSafety. This drill helped them be better prepared for
the real thing. Likewise, I know that I
need to daily trust God in the many events of my life and to learn His
character, so when the really hard times come I am better prepared to draw on
what I have already learned about God.
“How blessed are all who take refuge in Him,” David said in
the Psalms.
Not spared…..but blessed and held.
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