Moment of truth

I was in an airplane on route to Hawaii sitting next to my cousins Jenn and Carrie. My parents were in front of me and Brandon and the kids at home. 

We were chatting it up about anything and nothing of significance when we looked out and saw the runway. We would be landing soon. 

And the we noticed that something was wrong. Horribly wrong. We were heading off course. Onto the beach and towards a building. We braced ourselves with hands against the seat in front of ourselves, and everything went silent. 

I saw the events in slow motion, and I knew I was not coming out of this alive. Dear Lord, please take care of my children. Is all I managed to say, although the words came out strangely calm with confidence and trust. 

The nose of the plane cracked, the trauma jolting us forward. I saw Carrie and Jenn arms and legs thrust forward, their seat belts holding them fastened. I Secure. knew they'd be battered but fine. I was not so lucky. My seat belt failed and I was flung into the air. Only at this moment did motion return to speed and the blaring sound of hazard alarms resound through my ears. My arms flailing, my eyes searching....closing....

Silence.

Peace.

Nothing. 

Nothing except the comfort of not fearing death. 

Knowing that the trust I put in The Lord my whole life, was my final breath.

Then I awoke with a start. 

Comforted first that in a moment of truth; When faced with death; I called out to my God and placed all burdens in his arms. Knowing that without me, my kids have The Lord.  

Then I cried at the reality of it all. And prayed for my parents who are in Hawaii and fly home soon. 

Thank you God for being Lord of my life. I do put all my trust in you, my life, my family, my everything is yours. I love you Lord.