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 Air Commodore Vishal was a Jet Pilot. In a combat mission his fighter plane was destroyed by a missile. He however ejected himself and parachuted safely. He won acclaims and appreciations from many.

After five years one day he was sitting with his wife in a restaurant. A man from another table came to him and said "You're Captain Vishal! You flew jet fighters. You were shot down!"

"How in the world did you know that?" asked Vishal.

"I packed your parachute," the man smiled and replied.

Vishal gasped in surprise and gratitude and thought if parachute hadn't worked, I wouldn’t be here today.

Vishal couldn't sleep that night, thinking about that man. He wondered how many times I might have seen him and not even said 'Good morning, how are you?' or anything because, he was a fighter pilot and that person was just a safety worker."

So friends, who is packing your parachute?

Everyone has someone who provides what they need to make it through the day. 

We need many kinds of parachutes when our plane is shot down – we need the physical parachute, the mental parachute, the emotional parachute, the spiritual parachute & the Financial Parachute. We call on all these supports before reaching safety. Sometimes in the daily challenges that life gives us, we miss what is really important.

We may fail to say hello, please, or thank you, congratulate someone on something wonderful that has happened to them, give a compliment, or just do something nice for no reason.

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As we go through this theme in TLF for the rest of this month and indeed for all time, recognise the people who "pack your parachute" figuratively. 

I thank everyone who packs my parachute in this life in one way or the other through words, deeds and prayers. I am honoured to also do so for others. There is also a special place for all those who do so for Tina Love Foundation and our sister bodies. When we keep in mind those who love us there would be no room or place in our lives for despair, sorrow or bitterness. We preach love, we practice it, we pray for it. God is love.

Emojefe

- For TLF

#November 


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