You Raise Me Up by Alana Terry

Author:Alana Terry
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Firstfruits Publishing

CHAPTER 5

When the family came over for dinner a few weeks ago, everyone wanted to hear that part of the story.

What I was feeling. Wasn’t I scared. Did I have any idea the gun wouldn’t go off. How did I ever get to be so brave.

Really, the answer to all those questions is simple.

I knew Willow wasn’t saved, which meant that I couldn’t stand by and watch her die. Not while I had the chance to do something to help her.

The news articles and blog posts tell me I preached for five or ten minutes with the hijacker’s gun pointed at my head. I’m afraid I don’t remember that part either, so I can’t give you many details about what I said.

But I know people have read about me in the news. At one point there was even speculation that I might be an angel because apparently nobody could find me when the airport security folks were conducting their interviews after we landed. There’s actually a really good reason for that.

Nobody told me I needed to stick around, and I wasn’t injured at all, so I decided that what I really needed was a good night’s rest. I got off the plane and found myself a quiet gate in the airport, and I napped until the next morning. Then I woke myself up and talked with a sweet young man serving coffee at a little donut shop whose wife is expecting their very first baby, a tiny boy with Down’s syndrome, but that’s a story for another day.

I don’t like the fact that my actions on Flight 219 have been turned into something spectacular. It wasn’t that at all. But I do know people want to hear my side of the story, and since I can’t remember at all what I said or felt while I was trying to talk the gunman down, let me tell you about my prayers for him since then.

I don’t believe in praying for the dead. That’s just superstitious mumbo-jumbo. General died in the fire. I know some people are upset he won’t face the American justice system, but I’m certain that God’s justice is quite a bit more powerful and to be feared.

So I don’t bother praying for General, not because I don’t care about him or the state of his soul when he passed, but because he’s already gone. He had his chance on earth to get right with God. And who knows? Maybe he did right before he drew his last breath. We won’t know about that until we reach heaven.

But I do pray for General’s kids. They’re so young still. It’s not their fault their father took over an airplane and murdered those innocent people. Unfortunately, I worry that General’s children will blame themselves since after all it was their school General was so upset about.

I guess if anything good has come from this, it’s that the Detroit school district has closed down Brown Elementary. The students enrolled there are currently

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