The Perfect Landing Part ll

This is a part two of my devotional from: What is Your Flight Plan?

(2 Peter 1:13) “I think it is right to refresh your memory as long as I live in the tent of this body,”


I shared the perfect flight plan with my dad even to the end of his life.

I had been up all night and most of the morning with my dad on his last day of life.
We were all sitting vigil with him. We knew it would not be long before he took his last breath. It was my time to go home and rest.

Let me back up a little here. A few nights before, I had prayed to our Papa, giving Him a very important decision. As with many people in my line of Hospice work, I watch them take their last breath, but I just did not know if I could watch my dad take his last. So as I prayed, I asked God to take over and do whatever He thought best.

Now back to my story. I had been asleep for a few hours when a very loud military plane flew over our home and shook the foundation of our home waking me up. First, we do not have planes fly over our home. And if we do, they never fly this low. Thirdly, I have never felt one shake my home.

The moment I woke up, I knew. This was it, this was my daddy’s home going. I got up and showered. As soon as I was walking out the door, the phone rang and my sister said, “Come quick.”

I knew it had already happened. My poor husband tried to console me but I was not prepared. I will spare you of the ride and emotions that took place. I had just lost my daddy.

Somewhere I remembered along the way my prayer. God had answered me. I could not watch my dad take his last breath. When I arrived to the hospital, I just held my dad. He looked like a little boy sleeping.

The military plane—I am always telling you that I live in the Supernatural, right?!

Well, I truly believe that it was my dad making his last flight over my house telling me good-bye. Actually, I have no doubt. This is the memory I can live with.

My dad made the perfect landing into his Papa’s arms.

And well for us, we will await our flight!