why worry

here is a little something I got in my email that will make you really think.
Don't Worry
-- Author Unknown

Years ago, I was enthralled as I listened to a pastor who for several
years had faithfully served the church. His executive responsibilities
had taken him all over this country. As he concluded his message, he
told of one of the most frightening, yet thought-provoking,
experiences of his life.

He had been on a long flight from one place to another. The first
warning of the approaching problems came when the sign on the airplane
flashed on: Fasten your seat belts. Then, after a while, a calm voice
said, "We shall not be serving the beverages at this time as we are
expecting a little turbulence. Please be sure your seat belt is
fastened."

As he looked around the aircraft, it became obvious that many of the
passengers were becoming apprehensive. Later, the voice of the
announcer said, "We are so sorry that we are unable to serve the meal
at this time. The turbulence is still ahead of us."

Then the storm broke. The ominous cracks of thunder could be heard
even above the roar of the engines. Lightening lit up the darkening
skies, and within moments that great plane was like a cork tossed
around on a celestial ocean. One moment the airplane was lifted on
terrific currents of air; the next, it dropped as if it were about to
crash.

The pastor confessed that he shared the discomfort and fear of those
around him. He said, "As I looked around the plane, I could see that
nearly all the passengers were upset and alarmed. Some were praying.
The future seemed ominous and many were wondering if they would make
it through the storm.

Then, I suddenly saw a little girl. Apparently the storm meant nothing
to her. She had tucked her feet beneath her as she sat on her seat;
she was reading a book and every thing within her small world was calm
and orderly. Sometimes she closed her eyes, then she would read again;
then she would straighten her legs, but worry and fear were not in her
world. When the plane was being buffeted by the terrible storm when it
lurched this way and that, as it rose and fell with frightening
severity,when all the adults were scared half to death, that marvelous
child was completely composed and unafraid." The minister could hardly
believe his eyes.

It was not surprising therefore, that when the plane finally reached
its destination and all the passengers were hurrying to disembark,our
pastor lingered to speak to the girl whom he had watched for such a
long time. Having commented about the storm and behavior of the plane,
he asked why she had not been afraid.

The child replied, "'Cause my Daddy's the pilot, and he's taking me home."

There are many kinds of storms that buffet us:
. Physical,
. Mental,
. Financial,
. Domestic, and...
Many other storms can easily and quickly darken our skies and throw
our plane into apparently uncontrollable movement. We have all known
such times, and let us be honest and confess, it is much easier to be
at rest when our feet are on the ground than when we are being tossed
about a darkened sky.

Let us remember... Our Father is the Pilot.

He is in control and taking us home... So Don't Worry