I want to talk a little bit about air travel. Completely wrong for a western romance sight, I know, but I want to share a bit of my wisdom with you after years of air travel. Not a LOT of years, but definitely more than one. Plural. Years.
I’m not very good at air travel. I’m getting better, but my first plane flight was around five years ago. Yes, that’s right, I was the last one on the planet to finally go up.
But here’s the thing, I don’t really believe in air travel.
I mean, sure, the planes take off and land all the time, I get that, it exists. I’m accepting of that because I have eyes and have seen it, but it doesn’t really make sense.
I mean just LOOK at that plane. It’s iron. It can’t go up there? It certainly can’t STAY up there. It makes no sense.
Before I wrote this, I went and read a little bit about acceleration and thrust and wind currents and wing flaps and yes, sure there’s science behind it, but to me, it just seems far fetched.
So, I spend my air flights gripping the arm rests and doing my best to help LIFT the plane into the air. I also spend a lot of time in prayer. I mean seriously, if airplanes can’t really exist as I suspect, then all air travel boils down to a miracle. So if I LIFT and PRAY, then I feel like I’ve done all I can do. I’ve done my part.
So air travel is a miracle. God knows we really need to get around faster so He just gave us this. So I spend time in prayer for the miracle to continue (after all, when the Red Sea parted, it didn’t stay apart FOREVER now did it?) And I also spend some time making sure my soul is right with the Lord. . .should He become fed up with the human race. . .it’s bound to happen soon. . .I mean did you ever WATCH HBO after 10 p.m?
So if he gets tired of putting up with us. . .I suppose air travel will be one of the first things to go.
I might add here that it’s not just air travel that is a miracle. Do you ever eat canned tuna? Have you really THOUGHT about canned tuna. Does it make ANY SENSE to you that tuna keeps in a can for years? I mean I know about sterilization and vacuum packing, I GET IT.
But still, it seems really outlandish to me that, just because it’s inside a sealed tin can, it would keep. Try letting it sit in on a cupboard shelf for a while with the can open and just see what happens.
So, God gave us that too, probably because He knew we needed fish in our diet and we couldn’t ALL live beside the ocean or a lake or river.
I’ve got a book coming in January called The Husband Tree and there is no air travel, nor canned fish eating in my book. Sure, there’s a cattle drive across the Rocky Mountains with a woman, her four daughter, including a breast feeding infant, and one hapless man, but no air travel for goodness sake.
I like my books to be a little more realistic than that.
The point of this is, (are you surprised to find out I have a point?) in the spirit of the holiday season, as my gift to you, the loyal readers of Petticoats & Pistols, I want to share with you this one thought before you begin your holiday travels.
If you ever hear of all the planes suddenly plunging out of the sky, and ……………
…………….you’re not on one of them at the time……….. (if you are on one of them, just forget this whole blog)…………….
…………any time soon…………………………….
…………..on eating any tuna sandwiches.