Some words of wisdom from C. S. Lewis:
“The perfect church service would be one
we were almost unaware of;
our attention would have been on God.”
Brings to mind another flight-as-worship-metaphor thought…that the best kind of flying is that in which you’re not conscious of controlling a machine. The wings are the pilot’s own; the controls are linked by thought and not cable.
Don’t know if you’ve read it, but John Gillespie magee put it beautifully in his classic poem, “High Flight”:
“Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds –
and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of –
wheeled and soared and swung high in the sunlit silence.
Hovering there I’ve chased the shouting wind along
and flung my eager craft through footless halls of air.
“Up, up the long delirious burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace,
where never lark, or even eagle, flew;
and, while with silent, lifting mind I’ve trod
the high untrespassed sanctity of space,
put out my hand and touched the face of God.”
While we’re flying, let me share a story: decades ago, my hubby and I were houseparents at a Christian group home for wayward boys. If the cottage went 90 days without a run-away, a Board member took us up (three at a time) in his small plane. I enjoyed flying, but the real event was the boys’ reactions. A few were terrified, most were excited and a few discovered the joy of your “High Flight.” For those few, it was the door to new hope.
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