What if your plane stops flying at 40,000 feet

Two days after I arrived back home and enjoyed worshiping again at Shadow Hills I saw that Air France Flight 447 had crashed in the Atlantic Ocean. After having spanned the North Atlantic twice, and the Mediterranean twice as well, my heart goes out to those who have suffered loss in that tragic accident.

I find myself watching for updates and hoping for a rationale for why that plane went down.

The realization that it could have been my flight is very sobering and frightening. I mean, what are you going to do if your plane quits flying at 40,000 feet above the ocean?

I did not expect any problems on my flight, and it was very uneventful. However, I am reminded that there are not guarantees. I am very thankful that I am at home now with my family and work.

I believe that God is in control of the world I live in. But there are some things that happen that do not make sense to me. Why do most arrive home safely, but some do not? And tragedies are not always a result of bad choices, at least as far as I can see. But I am limited.

I guess that makes me human--and thus not God. Still doesn't make me feel any better for those families.

Thanking and praising God for another day. Asking for more wisdom to understand it all.