The 25th Life

This is my 25th flight.

Yet, I still get the same feelings of chill, amusement, and adoration of this wonderful space God has created for us every time I see these wings piercing through the clouds.

Honestly, for me riding an airplane is a time to tell God, “Lord, not this time please. Keep the plane safe”. It’s a miracle. It’s a favor that you ask. It’s a marvel how a vessel cruising a speed of 1,000 kilometers per hour could bring you unharmed to your destination. And when you landed that particular airport, it’s another way of God telling you “my son, I have extended your life”.

And yes, He actually did for me. For the 25th time around.

Today’s post is written in response to the Expectation daily prompt challenge of The Daily Post.