Flying is one of the most exhilarating experiences on earth, perhaps because it’s something we all imagine from childhood but can’t actually accomplish on our own. Or, as Amelia Earhart explained: “The lure of flying is the lure of beauty.” This summer, I flew from Grand Rapids to Venice via Atlanta, Georgia, up the eastern seaboard of America past Cape Cod just as the sun was setting… then across a cloud-blanketed Atlantic Ocean for an overnight voyage to Ireland. The sun rose bright and clear above a snowy sea of clouds covering Europe, so I couldn’t see much again until we got close to Venice. What a fascinating world of water ways and colors! I don’t think we have anything quite like Venice in America. That trip was to help my son Mike’s family during the birth of a new baby boy. Alan came for just one day to meet the baby, and then we were off before sunrise for a flight across the Alps and on to Amsterdam for a three-week cruise of lands around the North Sea. I have lots of cruise stories to share over the coming weeks
(like the night we attended the Edinburgh Military Tattoo), because this adventure was the longest and one of the most relaxing ever. However, today I mostly want to share photos from the flights, because I think flying is one of the most thrilling rides on earth, and if you haven’t flown across America or the Atlantic, I thought you might enjoy seeing some aerial views. So, after our wonderful cruise of the North Sea, including Scotland, Iceland, the Norwegians fjords, and The Netherlands, we flew from Amsterdam back home, following a northern route that passed above the lower tip of Greenland, across northern Canada, and back to home, sweet home along the Grand River…
known as Grand Rapids to most, but lovingly nicknamed “Green Rabbits” by our sixth-born son when he was four.
(There were green rabbits on our ship, too!) I hope you enjoyed this round trip in a minute!
Since returning home, I’ve been thinking about something John Muir, the American naturalist wrote: “When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty.” Indeed, I think that’s true! The only thing more beautiful to me than flying over the earth will be that last great flight to heaven! Are you ready to fly away? I am!
“The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away” (Psalm 9:10).
“And I saw another angel fly in the midst of heaven, having the everlasting gospel to preach unto them that dwell on the earth, and to every nation, and kindred, and tongue, and people, Saying with a loud voice, Fear God, and give glory to him; for the hour of his judgment is come: and worship him that made heaven, and earth, and the sea, and the fountains of waters” (Revelation 14:6-7).