If you have struggles with faith, don’t get on a plane. Through sixteen years of education, I learned about the physics and mechanics that make flying possible, but logic points another direction. A huge metal tube with wings is not meant to travel hundreds of miles at 33,000 feet above the ground.
There I sit, 30 feet away from two pilots who control my destiny while a flight attendant offers me a bag of pretzels and a Sprite. I have no control. I sit and hope this pilot was a good student in flight school. I hope we don’t hit turbulence. I hope we land smoothly.
It takes a lot of faith to give up control. Obviously, I have no flight experience as a pilot, so it would be foolish to expect that I should take over the controls in the cockpit. However, everyday, I wrestle with this issue.
When we give up control, we find an intense feeling of vulnerability. We act like it’s a bad thing to surrender control, when in reality, we have a much better chance of reaching our destination with an expert at the controls.
Having faith usually starts by recognizing that we’re not experts – we don’t have all the answers. The process then continues by following the one who in an expert.