A Boy Who Survived Plane Crash
A story worth reading.
This is the story of Dave Jonsson who decided to go flying up at Squamish, British Columbia with his three friends on 18th August 2007.
His friend Gudni, visiting from Iceland, had his pilot’s license. As they came around this one bend, Gudni became very shocked because at the end of this valley, there were all these clouds. Dave said to Gudni, “Man, we got to turn the plane around and break out the map because we need to find a different route to take!” And they saw that beside the valley that they were flying in, there was another valley that took them to the same destination. And as they came around the corner of that valley, it became really apparent that this was not a good valley to be flying in because it was really narrow and at the end of this valley, the mountains escalated really quickly.
Dave looking at Gudni and there was a focus and an intensity because this situation could lead them to death. It could lead to them crashing. Dave was scared, feeling thoughts like: “He could die.” As he slowed the plane down, it actually slowed down so much that it stalled.
“Before the plane crash, I didn’t really have a direction in my life. I didn’t really know where I was going or what I was doing. I was working a deadbeat job and living paycheck to paycheck, doing drugs, moving from relationship to relationship. I had no real purpose and not real meaning. I was searching. I don’t know if you’ve ever had a relative on their deathbed, but I remember as an eight-year old boy, seeing an uncle very close to death. And this uncle, he loved his World War 2 stuff, and he had all of these stores, and as much as I loved this uncle, seeing him on his deathbed was weird for me as an eight-year old boy because all of a sudden this uncle was no longer talking about all of his stuff. He was no longer talking about himself. He only wanted to talk to the people who he loved and the friends who he had shared life with. And this uncle who never wanted to talk about God, all of a sudden, in his last moments of life, all he wanted to talk about was God”
He felt his stomach goes to his chest, and as he closed his eyes and reached out his legs and started hearing the sound of the wings hitting the trees, and as the plane crashed — to waking up to a second chance at life and to waiting for six hours for search and rescue — the memory of his uncle came back to him. And he was kind of in the place of his uncle, where all of a sudden, life’s meaning became abundantly clear.
“After the plane crash, my life is far different. My priorities are completely changed. Jesus is truly my treasure, and as I treasure Jesus I just feel like there’s such a comfort in that, in just knowing that you’re loved by God — that God isn’t some scary guy up in the clouds. He is a father, and because of a real relationship with a real God — Jesus — there is this overwhelming sense of contentment. And Jesus loves me. I’m love by God!”
It says in the Bible to simply love God with all your mind, with all your heart, and with all your strength. Do that and love your neighbor as yourself.
