On the plane ride back to Texas, my mom and I's plane lost pressurization. That means it started to run out of oxygen. (Seriously!!) We later found out that multiple seasoned plane-riders we talked to had yet to ever experience this malfunction in up to 30 years of of riding in planes.
There was a stretch of time that no one really knew what was going on, we just knew we had to turn the plane around and that we had to back track about 35/40 minutes of air travel with this loss of pressurization. Turbulence was awful, and it didn't help that mom and I were sitting on the emergency exit row. We heard every squeak and squeal, and due to our lack of understanding about the planes current situation, we thought that the plane would start falling apart at any minute. It also didn't help that we started to feel light-headed and nauseous from the minimal (but increasing) lack of oxygen.
It kind of felt like, oh crap, it's a possibility. This really may be it.
And that feeling lingered for a few minutes as we strained to understand the jabber coming from the overhead speaker.
As I started to get a little nervous, I--thankfully--was reminded of this Mormon message:
I was not calm like Elder Nelson in this situation. Haha, but as my thoughts of stress and worry turned into prayers, I was reminded what brings me true peace, and what a blessing it is to have the gospel in my life. I felt the peace that comes only from knowing where I come from, and that my life is so much greater and worth so much more than I think it is. My life is worth something because of who gave it to me, and my life is also in His hands; I know I'll be protected as need be so I'll be able to accomplish whatever it is I am sent to this life to do.
So no need to worry! I need to not let my heart fail me!!
Grateful for: My mom. I've said that before, but she's a usual on my "grateful for" list. It was absolutely glorious to have a little trip with her this weekend, and she's quite one of my besties.
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