Trying To Quit

I thought I was trying to quit. I thought I had broken my habit. But it was like taking that first puff from that long forgotten cigarette. Apparently the addiction never goes away. Now the feelings and longings have returned…the urge to feed my habit. One drink is not enough. I can’t just eat one potato chip.

After several years of logging less and less flight hours…I thought I was going to quit flying…get rid of my airplane and retire from the flying scene. But maybe that’s not the case.

I was asked to take a vintage airplane cross country to its new home. Wow! What an incredible adventure it turned out to be.

I guess I have to face the facts. I have admitted it. I must say it out loud “I am an aviator.” “I am a recovering aviator.” And I will always be a recovering aviator.

I wonder if there is such a thing as AA (Aviators Anonymous)… maybe I need to get into a 12 step program.



Thank you, Lord Jesus, for a safe flight
Thank you for not testing me with smoke or drink.
Please, Lord, turn my addiction into an activity that will glorify You.

Amen.


5/25/2008