“Breaking news: A Delta Airlines flight has just crashed at DFW airport on final approach. First responders are racing to the scene, fire trucks from the airport are there spraying the fuselage with water to try and control the flames already erupting near the plane’s tail section. Passengers are using the escape chutes. We have a reporter on the ground headed that way and we will bring you further details momentarily.” After a week of vacation we were feeling pretty relaxed and calm, but the radio’s announcement jarred us back to the hard realities of life. Dennis and I hushed all six kids belted in behind us from their constant jabbering so we could try to understand the details of the crash and the fate of the passengers as the story unfolded in real time. Our oldest, Ashley, 9 at the time, listened intently too. She knew her daddy flew on airplanes a lot. And in an instant, she realized the truth that her daddy could die in a plane crash, too. She was suddenly very afraid. A few weeks later, Dennis walked to the garage and got in his car to head to the airport. Ashley raced after him and stood with her little arm on his through the rolled-down window begging him not to go. He, of course, had to go, but assured her that God could be trusted to care for her no matter what happened to him.
When Your Child Is Afraid … and Maybe You Are Too
When Your Child Is Afraid … and Maybe You Are…
When Your Child Is Afraid … and Maybe You Are Too
“Breaking news: A Delta Airlines flight has just crashed at DFW airport on final approach. First responders are racing to the scene, fire trucks from the airport are there spraying the fuselage with water to try and control the flames already erupting near the plane’s tail section. Passengers are using the escape chutes. We have a reporter on the ground headed that way and we will bring you further details momentarily.” After a week of vacation we were feeling pretty relaxed and calm, but the radio’s announcement jarred us back to the hard realities of life. Dennis and I hushed all six kids belted in behind us from their constant jabbering so we could try to understand the details of the crash and the fate of the passengers as the story unfolded in real time. Our oldest, Ashley, 9 at the time, listened intently too. She knew her daddy flew on airplanes a lot. And in an instant, she realized the truth that her daddy could die in a plane crash, too. She was suddenly very afraid. A few weeks later, Dennis walked to the garage and got in his car to head to the airport. Ashley raced after him and stood with her little arm on his through the rolled-down window begging him not to go. He, of course, had to go, but assured her that God could be trusted to care for her no matter what happened to him.