Every year our windsock becomes nothing more than tattered tails. The pilots gaze at the sock with sad searching eyes seeking wind direction and finding rubbish.
So our annual raising of the windsock is a glorious day! Maybe not as noble as Iwo Jima where the soldiers raised the American flag, but a proud moment for our pilots as they stand the beaming florescent orange sock to attention!
Thank you, noble pilots, for your dedication!
Below is Ryan in his Discus on launch.
And we bring you good news that what God promised to the fathers, this he has fulfilled to us their children by raising Jesus, as also it is written in the second Psalm, “You are my son, today I have begotten you.” Acts 13:33
YEA!
Success!!
God Bless
Thanks, Bill. And God Bless you & yours!
Wow Dei it’s very bright orange, I’m sure they won’t have eye strain trying to see this one ..well done.
There was a song that we sung in Church when I first started my journey as an Adult with Jesus, the words are … There is a flag flown high from the castle of my heart for the King is in residence there… and if He is in our heart we can’t miss seeing Him either … well done!
Christian Love from us both.
I have not heard that song before, Annie. Interesting!
Thank you & God Bless you & yours!
I just love how you see Him in everything, Lady D! What a beautiful bright new windsock! God bless you, which ever way the wind blows!
Hello, Debbie. Thank you for your encouraging words — You have the gift!
God Bless you & yours!
I love this–makes it like another holiday!!
Hello, Caddo. It feels like another holiday too! Halleluiah!
Thanks & God Bless You & Yours!
Cool. Learned something new.