Married To A Pilot
Jeanette Berry, February 1975
Being married to a preacher, at
least to mine, means quite a bit of travel. As that preacher
is also a pilot, that means travel by air. As more and more
preachers become pilots many of their wives are in for some very
trying moments. I am reminded of my grandmother's words when
my grandfather came home with one of the very first cars, "You can
kill yourself in that thing if you want to, but you'll never get
me and these kids in it!"
Becoming a competent pilot takes
training and discipline, and a thorough knowledge of a variety of
subjects, like weather, their aircraft, weight and balance of the
plane, Federal Aviation Regulations, ---the list is endless.
You may have seen a scene on TV
where a small kid out of curiosity climbs into a plane and takes
off, but I certainly don't recommend it. A cool, calm pilot
like my husband makes it LOOK easy, but keeping cool and calm is
part of the training. Often friends flying with us have
remarked that they keep an eye on my husband. If he appeared
shook up and nervous then they knew they were in trouble. I
hated to tell them that he just never appears shook up,
even when I think he should be.
Our Christian life is very similar.
To be a fruitful, mature Christian there is training, discipline,
and a thorough knowledge of a variety of subjects. We look
at giant Christians and think it looks so easy. Little do we
realize the hours upon hours of study, teaching and practice that
have made them what they are.
I thought, too that people watch
Christians when they are under great pressure, wondering if they
are worried. Many times I have kept my eyes on my husband
during times of trial and have even asked, "Are you worried about
this?" His calm assurance quieted my fears and developed in
me greater faith to believe in God. I know others find this
same comfort in him as their pastor.
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