Autopilot is a system used to control the trajectory of a craft without constant “hands on” control by a human operator. In mortal terms, it’s engaged when we decide to take our hands off the wheel of life in order to just go through the motions of our everyday existence. However, it is not what we should be doing. We are meant to be fully involved in the decision making processes of daily living with God as our guide. For me, when things become too routine, I check out and fly under the radar in the danger zone only choosing to focus on the things I can see, feel, and touch. I get sucked into the vortex of patterns of behavior and the jet stream consisting of routines of conduct before crashing into life and missing the newness of it all which soars in the celestial sphere high above my head while I survey the damage from the ground. In times like these, I choose to stay on autopilot during the turbulent trips and when taking off and landing and I forget to take back control of my plane. I don’t even allow Jesus to take the controls from me.
I have to constantly remind myself to fly the plane, take back control of my craft, and turn the autopilot off, otherwise I will never soar to new heights.
There is a story I heard once of an eagle’s egg falling out of its nest and landing softly in a patch of grass on the ground. A small boy walked by and saw the dilemma of getting the egg back into the nest nestled high on a cliff so he placed the eagle’s egg in a wild turkey nest on the ground. The eagle was raised with the turkeys and settled for a life on autopilot, not ever realizing its full potential. As two eagles soared overhead one sunny morning, the young eagle asked its mother turkey, “Why can they fly so high and we barely get off the ground?” The turkey answered in a pragmatic tone, “Because they are eagles and we are turkeys.” That was simple enough, so the eagle resolved to never take back control of its faculties so never soared as high as his wings were designed to carry him.
We don’t fly alone. I like to say that on my airline, God is my Pilot, Jesus is my Navigator, and the Holy Spirit is my Steward. However, I still have a choice to make, whether to settle or soar, to stay grounded or reach new heights, to crash and burn or survive the storm. Take the controls and fly your plane! The choice is yours!
Isaiah 40:28-31 (NIV) – Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and His understanding no one can fathom. 29 He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. 30 Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; 31 but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
As I examine my life from 30,000 feet, I can see the target so clearly. Everything I do, everything I say, everything I breathe in is so that I can hit the bulls-eye that God intended for me to hit the entire time I have been graced with this life on our small blue planet. It’s all about Him, His plan, His purpose, His glory!