God’s Front Door
: Private Conversations

I glanced across the aisle and jumped. He was sitting in the seat opposite me. I noticed He had His seat belt on. "That's funny," I said, "You've got Your seat belt fastened." "It's good to obey the rules," He said. "I hate flying." I said. "Better than riding a donkey," He remarked. "And safer!" "We're so high up," I said looking apprehensively out of the window. "you're nearer The Front Door up here," He responded cheerfully. Then I was really nervous! "Lord, it's not that I don't want to live with You forever, It's just...just..." He didn't help me out. "It's just--I wasn't expecting it to be today," I finished lamely. He laughed again and the plane gave a lurch and a bump and another bump and I reached across the aisle and caught hold of His hand. "This is fun," He said cheerfully. "So much better than a donkey."