A Journey through the Heavens


Not to be too melodramatic, but I will be traveling today at about 20 to 30,000 feet to the city of Dallas, yes in a airplane., to meet with my Beloved Archbishop Dmitri and fellow Deans of the Diocese of the South. I have a post loaded alreday which should appear around noon.

I’ll check in on the web this evening.

I never imagined I’d be flying this much when I converted. It’s ironic – I had a phobia about planes before my chrismation – and today I positively love to fly. God gives us what we need.


  1. I also had a phobia about planes before my conversion – but so far, conversion hasn’t seemed to affect it. Hmmm.

    Safe travels, Father.


  2. It wasn’t magic. My first flight after chrismation came with much fear and trembling. My ministry has required flight and with each one, the phobia has subsided, such that today, I fly easily. Even making it to Europe this summer. My big test is that one day I want to get Moscow.

  3. My chrismation hasn’t appeared to affect my “love” of flying, either, at least not in a way to help me to relax while flying.

    I do not like to fly. I have flown a lot and will continue to fly, especially to see family or accompany family.

    While flying, I pray continually. This causes me to think that perhaps all I should do is fly!

    I suspect that I do not like to fly because it reminds me of what I should keep in mind all the time: I am dust and can do nothing without God.

    I am praying that God blesses these thoughts and directs me as to how to incorporate more of prayer consistently into daily life. Praying the hours is a good place to begin.

    Thank you for your thoughts, Fr. Stephen and fellow posters!

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