Who was the pilot?

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It was a mild summer day in release-Durham, North Carolina, when I sat down in the 7318 United Airlines flight to Washington. As usual, I immediately placed my window had no doubts that the pilots safely delivered me to the destination.

And suddenly, as I sat, staring out the window, waiting for takeoff, unfolding certain questions in my head. I wondered, "Who are these pilots, which I wholeheartedly entrusted his life?" I wondered about my confidence in the fact that he knew that they would make me, or they can take me to the destination. I also thought about "Why am I – or we, as humans, trustingly and unwaveringly allow others to constantly pilotavats our lives without question or reservation?"

We allow other pilotavats our lives, while we will certainly find a place by the window – just look – watching as our life passes quickly. We do not have enough faith in yourself, because too often we allow people such as bosses, friends, family & # 39; I even enemies, to be guided in our lives. We allow other pilotavats our lives due to their negative words. We allow other pilotavats our lives, because they claim that they know what is best for us. We live on autopilot, with no idea where we're going and how we get there.

We must declare that we will no longer allow others to take control of our lives – and our future. No matter how things look murky, however grim it was not the past, we must remember that God is in control.

Let God be your pilot – if you pilotuetse own life in a prosperous and promising future.

Order today: I will no longer sit back and let other people control my life in an uncertain and unhappy future. The past is behind me – and only the best is yet to come!

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