april 2012
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A Glint in God's Eye
By Joe Grimaud
"Tanker, stay on your course or my number
three man isn't going to make it. He's practi-
cally running on fumes."
The tanker replied, "OK. We'll hold this
course a little longer."
I looked at my fuel gauge and it was getting
close to zero. I
strained my eyes
out over the Gulf
but could see no
sign of the tanker.
I then heard the
tanker pilot say
he could go no
further north. My
flight leader was
now arguing with
the tanker pilot
but to no avail.
They were not
going to further
risk this valuable
Air Force resource
and it's crew to
save me.
It looked like I was doomed, but back in
Texas, a little seven-year old boy was praying
to his Heavenly Father. "Jesus, this is David.
Please take care of my Daddy and bring him
safely home to us. Mama is worried, but I'm
going to tell her that I prayed to you and I
know you'll bring Daddy home."
Just then I think God got a little glint in
his eye and passed it down to that tanker
over the Gulf of Tonkin. Just as the tanker
rolled its wings up to turn south and away
from me, a little ray of sun (or was it son?)
glinted off that silver bird. Although it was
still too far away to make out with the naked
eye, that glint shone in the sky like a mirror
and allowed me
to head directly
for its refuge. As
it rolled level on
a southerly head-
ing, I put out my
speed brakes and
drifted under its
spreading tail to
receive the life-
blood I needed to
stay aloft and get
home. The fuel
gauge was reading
a deathly zero.
As I think back on
that day, I can only
say, "Thank you,
Father, for honor-
ing my boy's prayer. I have had many years with
him and my family since then. You even al-
lowed me to bring another son into this world
and now I have three sons. Thank you, Father,
for sending your only Son into the world to die
on a cross that all who turn to Him for forgive-
ness of sins may have eternal life."
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