It’s a bird, it’s a plane … it’s a scary thing - Christian Chronicle

Some glad morning when this life is o’er, I’ll fly away. To that home on God’s celestial shore, I’ll fly away. I love the words to that gospel hymn penned by Albert Brumley in 1929. Just one quick question: Do we have to fly? Might God consider special options for those who prefer wheels to wings? Perhaps a “Gloryland Way” bus or train? Read my tongue-in-cheek column on my fear of flying.