And I thought I had a rough flight

God is great with perspective. Like, if I get a little too full of myself some days, He’s great at reminding me where the praise is really deserved. Or if I’m in the dumps and thinking I have it rough, He’s great at reminding me to count my blessings.

That just happened last night, actually.

I’ve been stewing over the awful flight experience I had on Thursday. But that was NOTHING compared to this story about a flight that was boarding in Japan just when the earthquake hit:

Rather than evacuating, the pilot kept all the passengers on board while aftershock after aftershock rocked the plane. They were stuck on the tarmac for six hours.

Christensen captured a 7.1 magnitude aftershock on his cell phone. “It just kept going. I stopped counting after eight aftershocks,” he said.

When the pilot saw a small window for take-off, he told the passengers he was going for it. They were likely the only plane to leave the airport after the quake.

Can you imagine???!!!???

One of the guys mentioned in the story is the husband of a friend of Cari’s. And I thought my flight home was bad. Wow. It’s all a matter of perspective.

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