Flight of the Aviator

About 7 years ago, my amazing husband quit his stable (read: boring!) banking job, to follow his dream of becoming a pilot. Actually, his becoming a pilot was every bit as much a calling on his life as his becoming a missionary has been. As a manager of a flight school, he still loves to fly and wakes up every day grateful for the joy of responding to that call. So as it became more and more clear that the next phase of our life was going to be in France, and possibly take David away from flying, I asked him if he was afraid of losing his wings. He shook his head and said, "God gave them to me once, he can give them to me again." So true. Nevertheless, through a seemingly random (read: God-ordainded) set of meetings and circumstances, David has been in contact with a Fixed Base Operation just north of Paris where he may be able to recreationally pursue some flying opportunities. God is so good. There is a famous saying that goes "When God closes a door, somewhere he opens a window." My experience has been "When God closes a door, He blows a hole in the other side of the house!"

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