If God is My Co-Pilot…I’d Better Move Over

Thursday, an Aero-med helicopter crashed into the top of the hospital. Our class was at a baseball game when we heard the news – one of my co-workers has a nephew that works at the top of the hospital, so he was concerned.

As more news came out, we found that there were no serious injuries (praise God). We also found out that there were no patients on board. There was a pilot and an FAA flight instructor.

The pilot and the “co-pilot”.

It seems to me today that it matters not who my co-pilot is, if I am still the one clinging to the controls. When I am paying attention to the Spirit, when I am in Scripture, when I am in prayer…God is my pilot and He is in control. When I am controlling my life and getting my fingers into things – being my own pilot…things get messed up.

A few weeks ago I was flying from Grand Rapids to Chicago. We were the last plane out in that direction and the weather was very ugly…VERY UGLY. The pilot told us that we were going to up hard and fast to try to get above the storm. He told us that we were not to leave our seats for any reason. He told us that the flight attendants were not going to leave their seats for any reason. Don’t expect water, coffee, beverages, don’t expect to see the attendants. DO expect a bumpy flight.

And it was a very bumpy flight. One of the only times I’ve every thought I might need “the bag”. But we were in the hands of a competent pilot who knew the plan.

God is the pilot who knows the plan. Sometimes the ride is going to be bumpy, but He knows the plan and He is in control. If I had been the one who had any part of flying the plane that day, it would have been a very bad thing. I cannot fly a plane, but I trusted the pilot to get us where we were supposed to go.

Again I am reminded that if I am the pilot, and God is pushed over into the co-pilot position, I had better move over.

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