if_shehadonlysaid_sorry
07-21-08, - 07:39 AM
Have you ever heard that something spectacular begins to happen on the cellular level when you start to beleive God with all of your heart for something? Well I did and guess what? I proved it without a shadow of a doubt that God is true, his word is pure and that he will send angels by your side whenever youre down or afraid. Perhaps I’d better explain.
The last time I spoke to you I was about to board a British Airways flight for a nine and a half hours flight home to The Bahamas and I wasnt too happy about it. I met up with my friend the day before for coffee and a round of prayers and then my other friend met up with me in my home that evening for another chat and herbal spray that I could take midair on the flight. But my medications werent kicking in and I was trying hard to take God literally at his word that he would protect me and watch over me. I had my television on to any christian station I could find as I packed, and even up the minute my husband dropped me off to the airport and forcibly unclinged me from his shirt, I still wasnt sure I was going. But I checked in okey…in a daze was more like it, and made my way for the waiting area. You should have seen me there all calm and serene and flicking nonchantly through my newspaper
Then it happened. They started to annouce the first boarding call for passengers traveling on BA Flight253, May 31st,2008, 10am to Nassau, Bahamas final stop to the Cayman Islands and everything in me saw red. I grabbed up my phone and frantically called my husband ( who by some wisdom wasnt going to leave the airport until id actually got on the plane) and told him to come get me NOW becuase i was not about to board this big ‘thing’. He calmly told me to go to one of the airstewardness before the lines started and to tell them i was a nervous flyer. I told him thank you I would do that and ring him right back. Fat chance! He told me I could do it while he was still on the phone. The man was so unto me!I was really jammed now.
I tentatively made my way over the boarding desk, started to say something and promptly burst into tears. I could have whipped myself i was so mortified. But the tears wouldnt stop coming! I kept crying and crying while the poor woman managed to pry it out of me that I was terrified of flying and if I didnt get on that plane RIGHT Now there was no chance in hell of getting me on it later on. She gently led me down the long walkway before the other passengers settled on and radioed ahead that she was bringing a lady in distress with her. I did okay until we banked the corner and caught a glimpse of the plane open door.
I broke away from the lady, jammed myself into a corner , burst into a fresh load of tears and refused to move one inch. The chief air stewardness had to come out to speak to me and after a long talk between sniffles and my now concerned and convinced husband on the other end, I made it unto the plane where the stewardess said i could sit near her so she could keep an eye on me. She went to get me some water, I rest my head gingerly against the seat, felt the engine rumbling beneath and made a beeline for the door.
The stewardess came behind me and in the end the pilot, Caption Sarah- God bless you madam - came out to see what all the fuss was about and to talk to me. When she looked me in the eyes and held her hand out in mines something in me went still. I meekly followed her back on board that plane again like a lamb following its mother around the pasture. A deep part of me on some spiritual level instinctively trusted and beleived everyword that she told me. The chief stewardness - God bless you too madam - sat with me for the landing and taking off of the plane and the whole crew was so wonderful to me I cant begin to describe it. It was being a part of a family and thats why I have always and will always only fly British Airways if I can help it. The staff was one in a million and when we touched down in Nassau, 9 hours later, the pilot gave me a hug on the way out and i could have kissed her in sheer joy and elation I was sooo happy to be home.
People have always talked about angels roaming here on earth and for the first time in my life, I know exactly what they mean, because on that BA253 flight, I truelly met an angel. Lots of them to be exact and they showed without a shadow of a doubt that they truelly care and could go way beyond
the call of duty on their jobs.
Im so sorry for all the trouble that I caused but am so glad that I put my hand in yours Caption Sarah and followed you on board. You gave me my life back. I got to see my family again for the first time since i came to England 3 years and for the first time ever in my life as well, Im not afriad to fly. I didnt take any medication on my journey back.
Thank you British Airways. May God bless and keep you. May he shine his loving arms around your company and staff and give you peace and many years of prosperity.
Candy Adderley Dawe
The last time I spoke to you I was about to board a British Airways flight for a nine and a half hours flight home to The Bahamas and I wasnt too happy about it. I met up with my friend the day before for coffee and a round of prayers and then my other friend met up with me in my home that evening for another chat and herbal spray that I could take midair on the flight. But my medications werent kicking in and I was trying hard to take God literally at his word that he would protect me and watch over me. I had my television on to any christian station I could find as I packed, and even up the minute my husband dropped me off to the airport and forcibly unclinged me from his shirt, I still wasnt sure I was going. But I checked in okey…in a daze was more like it, and made my way for the waiting area. You should have seen me there all calm and serene and flicking nonchantly through my newspaper
Then it happened. They started to annouce the first boarding call for passengers traveling on BA Flight253, May 31st,2008, 10am to Nassau, Bahamas final stop to the Cayman Islands and everything in me saw red. I grabbed up my phone and frantically called my husband ( who by some wisdom wasnt going to leave the airport until id actually got on the plane) and told him to come get me NOW becuase i was not about to board this big ‘thing’. He calmly told me to go to one of the airstewardness before the lines started and to tell them i was a nervous flyer. I told him thank you I would do that and ring him right back. Fat chance! He told me I could do it while he was still on the phone. The man was so unto me!I was really jammed now.
I tentatively made my way over the boarding desk, started to say something and promptly burst into tears. I could have whipped myself i was so mortified. But the tears wouldnt stop coming! I kept crying and crying while the poor woman managed to pry it out of me that I was terrified of flying and if I didnt get on that plane RIGHT Now there was no chance in hell of getting me on it later on. She gently led me down the long walkway before the other passengers settled on and radioed ahead that she was bringing a lady in distress with her. I did okay until we banked the corner and caught a glimpse of the plane open door.
I broke away from the lady, jammed myself into a corner , burst into a fresh load of tears and refused to move one inch. The chief air stewardness had to come out to speak to me and after a long talk between sniffles and my now concerned and convinced husband on the other end, I made it unto the plane where the stewardess said i could sit near her so she could keep an eye on me. She went to get me some water, I rest my head gingerly against the seat, felt the engine rumbling beneath and made a beeline for the door.
The stewardess came behind me and in the end the pilot, Caption Sarah- God bless you madam - came out to see what all the fuss was about and to talk to me. When she looked me in the eyes and held her hand out in mines something in me went still. I meekly followed her back on board that plane again like a lamb following its mother around the pasture. A deep part of me on some spiritual level instinctively trusted and beleived everyword that she told me. The chief stewardness - God bless you too madam - sat with me for the landing and taking off of the plane and the whole crew was so wonderful to me I cant begin to describe it. It was being a part of a family and thats why I have always and will always only fly British Airways if I can help it. The staff was one in a million and when we touched down in Nassau, 9 hours later, the pilot gave me a hug on the way out and i could have kissed her in sheer joy and elation I was sooo happy to be home.
People have always talked about angels roaming here on earth and for the first time in my life, I know exactly what they mean, because on that BA253 flight, I truelly met an angel. Lots of them to be exact and they showed without a shadow of a doubt that they truelly care and could go way beyond
the call of duty on their jobs.
Im so sorry for all the trouble that I caused but am so glad that I put my hand in yours Caption Sarah and followed you on board. You gave me my life back. I got to see my family again for the first time since i came to England 3 years and for the first time ever in my life as well, Im not afriad to fly. I didnt take any medication on my journey back.
Thank you British Airways. May God bless and keep you. May he shine his loving arms around your company and staff and give you peace and many years of prosperity.
Candy Adderley Dawe