The Flying Fortress

In honor of Memorial Day here in the states, I am shining a spotlight on the B-17 Flying Fortress of World War II.

Over the years Pilot and I have visited museums and air shows with static displays of these magnificent airplanes. Several years ago, however, we had the amazingly cool experience of flying in a B-17 Flying Fortress.

Let me tell you, walking on the ground looking up at a B-17 is nothing like flying in one.

The B-17 Flying Fortress was an Army Air Corps heavy-duty bomber. Armed with .50 caliber machine guns and five thousand pounds of bombs, these four-engine aircraft flew strategic bombing missions over Europe. 13,000 B-17s were produced over the course of the war. Only 13 airworthy B-17s remain today.

The first B-17s saw combat in 1941 when the British Royal Air Force took delivery of several B-17s for high-altitude missions. As World War II intensified, the bombers needed additional armament and armor.

In the Pacific, the planes earned a deadly reputation with the Japanese who dubbed them “four-engine fighters”. The Fortresses were also legendary for their ability to stay in the air after taking heavy artillery attacks. These planes sometimes limped back to their bases with large chunks of the fuselage shot off. If you saw movies like Memphis Belle, you get the idea of what these planes went through.

Sitting inside that bomber and flying over south Texas, gave me a greater appreciation for what the men who flew those birds dealt with in a very small way. While it was totally impressive to sit in the bombardier seat at the nose of the plane and watch the ground sail passed, I was not facing enemy fire. I flew in an uncluttered sky with no threat of artillery fire heading my way.

I truly cannot imagine what it was like to be in that plane during wartime. I especially cannot imagine what it was like to fight from the ball turret. My hat is off to all the brave men who flew their missions, and to the support crews who kept them flying.

So, I’m thinking…is there any spiritual application to all this B-17 business? Yep.

Just as the Flying Fortress was heavily armed, fought many a battle, was often beat up by the enemy, and limped back to base, life can be the same with us.

Every day we go out to battle the Enemy. We face flak and ack-ack from all sides. We take some costly hits, and end up with chunks taken out of us. Exhausted, we limp back home.

Our plane is patched up, and we live to fight another day. We get back inside our plane and go back at it until the day Christ returns, our enemy is thrown into darkness, and the Great War is over.

The only way we are able to win the battle is if God goes before us. God is not our co-pilot. He is the pilot in command. He is our Strength. He is our Shield. He is our Rock of Salvation. God alone is our Mighty Fortress.

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I look to the mountains;where will my help come from? My help will come from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. Psalm 121:1-2 (GNT)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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I Lift My Eyes

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

If you’ve read my recent posts, you may have sensed a theme. As I re-read them, I realized a  theme I wasn’t even aware of. Fear.

Don’t Let Satan Steal Your Joy

The Chicken Little Effect

Who am I?

My brother-in-law, Chief, has gone through some pretty rough health issues recently. There were a lot of unknowns during that time. A lot of room for fear. Guess that’s what prompted my posts.

Fortunately, the unknowns became knowns and were dealt with without becoming worse case scenarios. Thank you, Jesus.

The unknown is a hard place to be and I don’t particularly care for it.

Not one bit.

While the unknown can be frightening, the known facts that God is sovereign, he is in control, his ways are not our ways, he is a refuge in the time of storm, his plans are for our good, not harm, give comfort.

If we let them.

But that does not mean we have to like it when we are thrown into the unknown. It means we need to turn those unknowns over to God.

Easier said than done sometimes, don’t you agree?

Here are some things I am learning to do when I find myself in the unknown.

  • Keep our eyes on Jesus.
  • Pray and clung to the hope we have in Christ Jesus.
  • Lift our eyes to the mountains and cry out to the maker of heaven and earth. The Almighty One who sits on his throne in heaven.
  • Rest in the arms of the One who can calm all fears, answer our prayers, comfort and restore our peace as only he can.

While I wish Chief did not go through what he went through, you know what I am grateful for?

I am grateful we have a loving, kind Savior who sympathizes with us because he loves us more than we could ever imagine. We have a Father who invites us to bring our requests to him, step back, and watch him work.

In a tough place right now? Facing unknowns that threaten to drown you? Let’s lift our eyes together to the One who will never leave or forsake us. The One who loves us with an everlasting love. The One who can do immeasurably more than we could ever ask … and does.

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I lift up my eyes to the mountains— where does my help come from?  My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth. Psalm 121:1 (NIV)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Sunday Scriptures — You’re Our Only Hope

Isaiah 40By Sandy Kirby Quandt

If you remember, in the first Star Wars movie Princess Leia sent her robot, R2D2, to Obi- Wan Kenobi. Her message was simple. Help me, Obi-Wan. You’re my only hope.

Many a time I’ve uttered…cried…pleaded…the same words to God. HELP! You’re my only hope. There is no other. You alone are able. Help me, Jesus.

While David was running around the country hiding from crazy Saul, he wondered where he should look for help. Should he look to other armies to come riding over the mountains? Should he look to his own cunning and cleverness? What about the safety of the caves?

Although David did align himself with other armies, was very clever and feigned insanity, and hid in caves, he knew all that was useless unless God…the LORD God Jehovah…Sovereign over all…was with David.

We can look to other things as our hope but our true, lasting help will only come from God. He is our help in times of trouble. He is the author of our eternal salvation. He is our present help who will never leave or forsake us.

Who needs Obi-Wan when they have Christ?

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I look up to the mountains—does my help come from there?
My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth!                      Psalm 121:1-2

I wish you well.

Sandy

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B-17 Flying Fortress

Recently, Pilot and I had the waaay cool experience of flying in a B-17 Flying Fortress.

The B-17 Flying Fortress was an Army Air Corps heavy-duty bomber from World War II. These four-engine aircraft flew strategic bombing missions over Europe, armed with .50 caliber machine guns and five thousand pounds of bombs. 13,000 B-17s were produced over the course of the war. Only 13 airworthy B-17s remain today.

The first B-17s saw combat in 1941, when the British Royal Air Force took delivery of several B-17s for high-altitude missions. As World War II intensified, the bombers needed additional armament and armor.

In the Pacific, the planes earned a deadly reputation with the Japanese, who dubbed them “four-engine fighters”. The Fortresses were also legendary for their ability to stay in the air after taking heavy artillery attacks. These planes sometimes limped back to their bases with large chunks of the fuselage shot off.

If you have watched movies such as Memphis Belle, you get the idea. Being in that bomber gave me a greater appreciation for what the men who flew those birds dealt with, in a very small way. I truly cannot imagine what it would have been like to be in that plane during wartime. I especially cannot imagine what it would have been like to have fought from the ball turret. While it was totally impressive to sit in the bombardier seat at the nose of the plane, and watch the ground sail passed, I was not facing enemy fire.

My hat is off to all the brave men who flew their missions, and the support crews who kept them flying.

Thank you.

So, I’m thinking…is there any spiritual application to all this? Yep.

Just as the Flying Fortress was heavily armed, fought many a battle, was often beat up by the enemy, and limped back to base, life can be the same with us. We go out to battle the Enemy, only to face flak and ack-ack from all sides. Exhausted, we limp back home. We live to fight another day, until the Great War is over.

The only way we are able to win the battle is if God goes before us. He is our Strength. He is our Shield. He is our Rock of Salvation. God alone, is our Mighty Fortress.

I look up to the hills, but where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

Psalm 121:1-2

I’d love to hear your thoughts on the subject.

I wish you well.

Sandy

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