Initially, ‘Glasses of Grace’ started because my niece, Grace, had to get glasses for reading. Since grace is such a spiritual topic and the fact that my niece is such a doll, I started thinking about the ways God shows us His grace on a daily basis. From His servings, His 'glasses of grace' to us - to seeing the world through the eyes of grace (or Grace, since she had new glasses and better sight), it made sense in more ways than one, so a title was born. Blessings and all, this is my life…

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Another worthwhile truth

Along the lines of my post on July 26 titled 'Who's in Your Front Row?,' here's another story that packs a punch and holds a big lesson.....ENJOY!


Who Packs Your Parachute?

Charles Plumb was a US Navy jet pilot in Vietnam. After 75 combat missions, his plane was destroyed by a surface-to-air missile. Plumb ejected and parachuted into enemy hands. He was captured and spent 6 years in a communist Vietnamese prison. He survived the ordeal and now lectures on lessons learned from that experience.

One day, when Plumb and his wife were sitting in a restaurant, a man at another table came up and said, “You’re Plumb! You flew jet fighters in Vietnam from the aircraft carrier Kitty Hawk. You were shot down!”

“How in the world did you know that?” asked Plumb.

"I packed your parachute,” the man replied. Plumb gasped in surprise and gratitude. The man pumped his hand and said, “I guess it worked!” Plumb assured him, “It sure did. If your chute hadn’t worked, I wouldn’t be here today.”

Plumb couldn’t sleep that night, thinking about that man. Plumb says, “I kept wondering what he might have looked like in a Navy uniform: a white hat, a bib in the back, and bell-bottom trousers. I wonder how many times I might have seen him and not even said Good morning, how are you?’ or anything because, you see, I was a fighter pilot and he was just a sailor.”

Plumb thought of the man hours the sailor had spent on a long wooden table in the bowels of the ship, carefully weaving the shrouds and folding the silks of each chute, holding in his hands each time the fate of someone he didn’t know.

Now, Plumb asks his audience, “Who’s packing your parachute?” Everyone has someone who provides what they need to make it through the day. Plumb also points out that he needed many kinds of parachutes when his plane was shot down over enemy territory - he needed his physical parachute, his mental parachute, his emotional parachute, and his spiritual parachute. He calledon all these supports before reaching safety.

Sometimes in the daily challenges that life gives us, we miss what is really important. We may fail to say hello, please, or thank you, congratulate someone on something wonderful that has happened to them, give a compliment, or just do something nice for no reason.

As you go through this week, this month and this year, take time to recognize people who pack your parachute and at the same time, be sensitive to the people in your path whose parachute you can help to pack with a simple word of encouragement, a kind deed or some unexpected thoughtfulness.

We all need a lifeline.

5 comments:

Being Transformed said...

Hey, I thought I left a comment, but maybe not...I know who I would NOT want packing my parachute pack......the one with the sharp knife, if you know what I mean. LF

A Captured Reflection said...

I love this, it really makes you think of those 'behind the scenes' essential things and those wonderful folk who serve.

Justabeachkat said...

I read this years ago and loved it then and love it now. A great reminder.

Hugs!
Kat

Tonja said...

What a great story! Thanks for sharing, Dianne.

Profbaugh said...

Thanks so much for this! Really made me stop and think. I LOVE your blog!!

~Cheryl