The plane crash… – Part 1

Late in 2017, we decided to make a surprise trip back to England for Christmas to visit my family with my step son, for him to meet them for the first time. It was a last minute decision and I don’t know what prompted it at the time, but from the following events and the fact that it ended up being my dad’s last Christmas, I’m sure it was a God thing.

We made the decision last minute, not really considering the fact that we had to get visas for my husband and step son, and it’s a busy time of year for dairy farmers who are not usually able to take holidays around that time. Fortunately we were able to get some time off but had to leave England on Christmas day to be back in time. I’d applied for the visas already, but was getting impatient to wait for them and wanted to go ahead and book the flights as the prices were increasing all the time. I found some reasonable priced ones and wanted to book them, but was having difficulty.

Over several days I tried booking them online and then over the phone with an agent, who also had trouble and didn’t know why. I began to get some inkling and signs from God that something was not right. I still really didn’t want to pay too much though, so I kept trying anyway but I also prayed that if God really didn’t want me to get on those flights He would stop me no matter how hard I fought against it! We were finally able to book the flights, but I got more clear signs about airplane crashes/problems and was starting to get pretty worried about the whole situation even though I’d always loved flying in the past.

• One night I was flicking through the channels on TV and came across the Christian channel with someone sharing a testimony about a plane crash. I watched it and then flicked to another channel where ‘Cliffhanger’ was showing – a movie about a plane crash which was one of my favorites when I was a kid as I fancied Sylvester Stalone!
• We had a guest speaker at church who (during his intro and not related to his sermon) told everyone to pray whenever they get on a plane that if it ‘goes down’, everyone on it will ‘go up’ with you to heaven.
• A member of my church life group had recently been on his way to South Africa but a strange episode came over him and he couldn’t stop pacing near the exit doors on the plane, even when the seatbelt signs were on. They ended up emergency landing the plane in Australia and kicking him off to the nearest hospital from where he was discharged in the middle of the night and then went on to have a near death experience! He came back thankful to be alive and thinking there must be a reason why he went through all that and didn’t get to South Africa.
• I’d been prayed over recently for ‘miracles’, received a word that ‘God is working in ways I don’t even know about’, and put in a significant prayer request for my entire family to be saved at a large church service where my husband and step son were both present (which was a rare occurrence).
• One that really freaked me out though was when a Christian work colleague just randomly told me a story about Johnny Cash being a Christian and being saved from boarding a plane which later crashed, when I hadn’t even spoken to him or anyone at work about the worries I was having!

I also felt events from the past being connected together like dots, which is a feeling I’d experienced before when I was first saved and realized that God had always been with me.

• Things like my dad being scared of flying and splitting the family up when going on family holidays so we weren’t all ‘wiped out at once’!
• When I was first saved there were a lot of weird dots connecting around planes as well, such as conspiracies around 9/11 and the missing Malaysia airline flight.
• I have a friend who also had a similar spiritual episode triggered by the 9/11 attacks.
• A guy died on the flight my mum and dad were on earlier in the year on the way home from visiting me.

At one point I prayed for a revelation of what was going on and God replied very quickly via a video that was sent to me on facebook messenger, by someone who I thought was a friend of mine. I didn’t find out until I got to England that it was not the friend of mine, but was actually her Aunty with the same name who was a nun in Ireland and who everyone thought was a bit strange! She’d randomly sent the video to some of my friends’ friends on facebook. You can see it on Youtube if you search ‘Two travelling angels’. This immediately reduced me to tears and just allowed me to give it up to God as only He knows the big picture.