I recently had a unique experience of flying on Southwest airline from Los Vegas Nevada to Salt Lake City Utah. I know allot of people fly all the time and it doesn't bother them. I thought I would be extremely nervous as its been many years since I have flown in a plane. And its along ways to fall down. However I chose a seat next to a window, and was surprised to see the front end of the jet motor just outside, and the wing in the seat in back of me. Saying goodbye to my family was fast, enough that it left my head swirling. Family's are no longer permitted to walk you to the gate, because of security.
A young lady sat in my row with a seat in between us. I asked her if she was ok, as she looked nervous or sick. she said she was fine and ask me if I would like to look at a magazine, Martha Stuart, or some smut! I thanked her, but I was more interested in watching out the window.
It was time to leave Los Vegas, and the pilot started to pressurise the plane. That made me feel real funny, almost a panic type feeling. As we raced down the runway, I thought about how these motors outside my window, had so much power that they could push a plane through the air, and fast enough for it to stay up.
I watched outside my window, and just couldn't get enough of the beauty I saw. We flew over Los Vegas, and headed for the desert areas. The clouds were stunning, all different levels and types, mixed with storm clouds to. I could see the lakes and how they spread out and how the rivers emptied into them. This was a holiday weekend, so all over the lake was a huge bunch of white dots with tails. All around this large lake was dry land. You could see patterns of how the land would wash away with rain. You could also see the rainbow color streaks of earth. I was amazed with the river that seemed to flow forever, and we seem to be following it. Everything seemed to be dry except where this river was. My guess that their was about a mile on each side of this river that was green. It would wind its way through the land like a snake, and in little pockets next to the river would be a small community. And close by would be 2 or 3 houses and beautiful farm lands laid out. then quite a ways down would be another small community, all snuggled in the bends of the river. Another thing of interest was this river also had allot of white dots with tails on it.
Flat land closer to Los Veges, had farm lands of green circles. I didn't count them, but I bet there might be close to 50 or so of them. Circles, half circles and a few squares.
I didn't hear the airline Stuart ask me what I would like to drink, because I was watching the rainbows in the clouds, and the shadow of the plane as we passed thick white clouds.
I thought to my self how the pilots have this privilege everyday, of seeing this beautiful world from this point of view. To be so high 30 thousand feet, and to look down and see things that one would not see unless they were here. As I watched the scenery below us, even the popcorn clouds, I wondered how all this was made? and what did Our Lord see, as all this was created.
I was also fascinated to see how people chose where they wanted to live.
The Pilot announced we would be making our decent, and we were about 91 miles from Salt Lake City. I had the feeling that we might see Tooele, and Grantsville and I wondered if I could see my house. I could see a letter on the mountain range a ways away. And a interesting pond looking water spot. I thought this can't be Tooele, for there is no mountain range seen in what would have been Grantsville, and the Great Salt Lake, is much larger, and doesn't come that far on the backside of Grantsville. As I looked harder to make out the letter on the mountain below, I discovered it to be a "Y". We were flying over Provo. The "Y" is for BYU. Provo is where I was born, the area I grew up in and knew very well.
I had never seen Provo, and Orem from this point of view......Utah lake, and all the area around it. I was surprised to see that the land between the mountain range and the lake was flat.
I could see Provo, Springville and even far south. We passed Orem, PG, Lehi, American Fork.
We flew on the west side of Utah Lake, I looked down and was amazed to see it almost filled with homes, where they did not exist anywhere before. There were 3 areas now being prepared for new homes to be built.
We followed the Jordon river flying north. I saw the Jordon River Temple right under me.
I looked over the valley of homes, every where. Homes on top of the point of the mountain, and on its side. Homes crammed into crevasses of mountains surrounding SLC. Homes as far as you could see.
I thought of all the people who lived in these homes, in a huge city. And I thought of the small communities, and farmers who chose not to live in a large city, but along the river. How each one is a child of Our Father in Heaven. And He knows where each one is, and knows that child, Hears his prayers and grants his blessings.
This was only a small part of this beautiful world, with many cities, and many rivers, and many children. He knows us all personally...He is our Father...He knows us by name, and He Loves us.
9-4-07
A young lady sat in my row with a seat in between us. I asked her if she was ok, as she looked nervous or sick. she said she was fine and ask me if I would like to look at a magazine, Martha Stuart, or some smut! I thanked her, but I was more interested in watching out the window.
It was time to leave Los Vegas, and the pilot started to pressurise the plane. That made me feel real funny, almost a panic type feeling. As we raced down the runway, I thought about how these motors outside my window, had so much power that they could push a plane through the air, and fast enough for it to stay up.
I watched outside my window, and just couldn't get enough of the beauty I saw. We flew over Los Vegas, and headed for the desert areas. The clouds were stunning, all different levels and types, mixed with storm clouds to. I could see the lakes and how they spread out and how the rivers emptied into them. This was a holiday weekend, so all over the lake was a huge bunch of white dots with tails. All around this large lake was dry land. You could see patterns of how the land would wash away with rain. You could also see the rainbow color streaks of earth. I was amazed with the river that seemed to flow forever, and we seem to be following it. Everything seemed to be dry except where this river was. My guess that their was about a mile on each side of this river that was green. It would wind its way through the land like a snake, and in little pockets next to the river would be a small community. And close by would be 2 or 3 houses and beautiful farm lands laid out. then quite a ways down would be another small community, all snuggled in the bends of the river. Another thing of interest was this river also had allot of white dots with tails on it.
Flat land closer to Los Veges, had farm lands of green circles. I didn't count them, but I bet there might be close to 50 or so of them. Circles, half circles and a few squares.
I didn't hear the airline Stuart ask me what I would like to drink, because I was watching the rainbows in the clouds, and the shadow of the plane as we passed thick white clouds.
I thought to my self how the pilots have this privilege everyday, of seeing this beautiful world from this point of view. To be so high 30 thousand feet, and to look down and see things that one would not see unless they were here. As I watched the scenery below us, even the popcorn clouds, I wondered how all this was made? and what did Our Lord see, as all this was created.
I was also fascinated to see how people chose where they wanted to live.
The Pilot announced we would be making our decent, and we were about 91 miles from Salt Lake City. I had the feeling that we might see Tooele, and Grantsville and I wondered if I could see my house. I could see a letter on the mountain range a ways away. And a interesting pond looking water spot. I thought this can't be Tooele, for there is no mountain range seen in what would have been Grantsville, and the Great Salt Lake, is much larger, and doesn't come that far on the backside of Grantsville. As I looked harder to make out the letter on the mountain below, I discovered it to be a "Y". We were flying over Provo. The "Y" is for BYU. Provo is where I was born, the area I grew up in and knew very well.
I had never seen Provo, and Orem from this point of view......Utah lake, and all the area around it. I was surprised to see that the land between the mountain range and the lake was flat.
I could see Provo, Springville and even far south. We passed Orem, PG, Lehi, American Fork.
We flew on the west side of Utah Lake, I looked down and was amazed to see it almost filled with homes, where they did not exist anywhere before. There were 3 areas now being prepared for new homes to be built.
We followed the Jordon river flying north. I saw the Jordon River Temple right under me.
I looked over the valley of homes, every where. Homes on top of the point of the mountain, and on its side. Homes crammed into crevasses of mountains surrounding SLC. Homes as far as you could see.
I thought of all the people who lived in these homes, in a huge city. And I thought of the small communities, and farmers who chose not to live in a large city, but along the river. How each one is a child of Our Father in Heaven. And He knows where each one is, and knows that child, Hears his prayers and grants his blessings.
This was only a small part of this beautiful world, with many cities, and many rivers, and many children. He knows us all personally...He is our Father...He knows us by name, and He Loves us.
9-4-07
4 comments:
i was remembering that flight as i was reading your post. actually, i remember one plane in particular flying over tooele, and following the train-rails up to the airport. but most of the time, it went up the provo way.
hehehe... you actually brought something back to my memory as i was reading about the different layers of clouds you watched out your window. on one flight, i remember leaning against the window, watching a rather THICK storm, and imagining that georgious black dragon from my book flying through it! It was quite the site in my mind, that's for sure...
loves
Hay Paulette, did you figure out what the white dots with tails were? Thankyou for your comments, I never know if my writing is worth while. How is Wyan?
yah... i was pretty sure they were boats and jet-skis on the water. especially being a holiday weekend! That was a really cool way of describing them...
by the way... have you invited anyone else yet onto your blog?
loves
I had to laugh to myself, last Sunday in church, it was mentioned that the Prophet Moses had kept asking the Lord how the world was made....So I guess I am in good company :)
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