There was a lurch, then I could tell something had changed in the way we had been moving. Seconds later:
"Ladies and gentlemen, there is no cause for alarm, but please fasten your seatbelts." The nose of the plane seemed to be going up, up... "Maybe this is the day I'll go up higher than I've ever been before," I thought.
BUT WHERE WAS I?!
It was to my relief I realized I was in Saitama, Japan; sitting at my desk. I had fallen asleep in front of the computer--okay, laugh at me. But I was not sitting in any plane in trouble!
Then a few moments later, I smiled at what I remembered in that nightmare. When the possibility of facing the Grim Reaper had come, the words that had come out of my lips were "maybe I'll go up higher".
I've always seen myself as a timid one, and a big chicken when it comes to flying. Maybe God was just reassuring me that when the time comes--and not before--HE will supply dying grace.
(The pictures shown here, incidentally, were drawn last year and in 2021.)
