I want to fly because

it's the closest I can get to God

without being called home.

But even if I never become a pilot

here on earth,

I'll be content.

Because I am a child of the Lord.

He will come for me when I die.

He will pin my flight wings on my lapel,

and make me His wing commander.

I will fly the jets of Heaven.

With Christ as my commander,

and I as His first officer,

we will spread the Word among the recruits.

My calling is fulfilled.