We all have connections. But aviators have a special connection with the sky, with modern chariots that fly and with pilots that share the delight in traveling through the heavens.  To help pilots expand on those connections, we’ve assembled a small team of talented professionals with a wide range of skills and experience . We’re now developing pilot to pilot Interactive Aviator Software on native iOS devices. Connecting Aviators® officially launched development operations January 2020, powered by wikiWings® research that covered more than 7-years.

Our software will help pilots find, connect, and share their passion for flying with fellow aviators. General release and availability in the App Store is scheduled for early 2021.  Beta testing on the first release is scheduled to begin December 2020. We’ll post updates on our progress and a dedicated Connecting Aviators® website will go live in the near future.  If you’d like to participate in beta testing, please let me know.

Connecting Aviators began in the founder Jeffrey Brewer’s home in 2013 and evolved through product iterations. Over a 7-year period, ideation for Connecting Aviators was powered by wikiWings® research.  In January 2020, the company made a commitment to scale around a single idea – Interactive Aviator Software that helps pilots find, connect and share their passion for flying with fellow aviators.

Jeff has enjoyed flying for over 20 years and has more than 2,000 hours of flight time in single-engine planes, including Cirrus Perspective™ Turbos, Bonanzas, Cessnas and Piper Aircraft.

I met Elijah Derbecker at a Cirrus Certified Service Center in Houston, Texas. He’s an Airframe & Powerplant certified mechanic and obtained his Inspection Authorization (IA) rating a few years ago. He was a lead mechanic that took care of our Cirrus SR22 airplane.

In February 2019, they were accepted into Mission Aviation Fellowship (MAF) after he and his wife made a big decision and commitment to become missionaries. They will be serving in the Democratic Republic of Congo but before they get there MAF has a very organized transition program.

It began here in the States and then moved them to France to learn French. They’ve met new friends and are building a strong foundation in a new language. They’ve remained healthy and stayed safe from the COVID-19 global pandemic. Truly, they are on a life-changing journey that will bring help and hope to some of the world’s most isolated people.

I’m glad we connected with them on this journey. It takes a faithful support team willing to stand with them through prayer and financial assistance. Last year, we made that commitment to be on their team. I hope you will also consider supporting the Derbeckers. Just contact give.MAF.org and designate a gift and remember to support them in prayer.

We all have connections in life and moments of prescience. 

This past week I traveled to Louisville, Kentucky.  It had been 7 years since I landed at Bowman Field.  Both Mom and Dad would meet me there.  Home was not far from the airport. Ten years ago, Dad departed in November which was the month of Mom’s birthday.  And 7-years ago Mom passed away in September the month of Dad’s birthday.  I miss them both. Letting go is a long-term project.

By providence, I was blessed with two wonderful parents.  They loved each other very much. Helped each other through the hard times and stayed together. They danced together really well.   They enjoyed many friends with whom they shared good times.  Mom and dad upheld a strong work ethic and had high standards with fair expectations.  They expected a lot of my brother and me. Both were great mentors to us in our vocations, yet always Mom and Dad.   They loved us.

Wednesday morning, I visited Louisville’s Cave Hill Cemetery where Mom and Dad are buried. Established in 1848, Cave Hill Cemetery is Louisville’s largest and a botanical garden by design. It’s on the National Register of Historic Places.   

It was before 8:00am when I arrived and the gates had opened early.  I entered through the Cherokee Road main entrance, instead of Grinstead Drive with which I had some familiarity.  In the early dawn light and after a number of turns I was lost.  The roads bend and criss cross like a maze and created an unexpected moment which added to my feeling of being alone. Circumstances had led me on this trip by myself without family. Indeed, a quiet time for reflection.  

I could see the ground crews were gathering to begin their day’s work.  But I wasn’t going to ask them for directions.  So, I pulled out my phone and asked Siri.  Weird, she knew where I was.  And had directions to the Grinstead Drive entrance.  Mom would say, “there were more turns than you could shake a stick at . . . . ”  From Grindstead Drive, I recognized enough landmarks to find their graveside. 

It was a quiet September morning with a fall chill in the Kentucky air that paused any interruption.  In life, there are occasionally full hard stops. This morning was prescient. We all know night cometh. I reflected on the “space and time” between the engraved dates and knew it was a blessing for Mom and Dad to have been with me on the journey through much of my life.

C.H. Spurgeon has said, “We are not called down to the grave, but up to the skies. Our heaven born spirits should long for their native air.” Indeed, sir. From Cave Hill Cemetery, I turned onto Bardstown Road and traveled south back to Bowman Field.  It was a short 10-minute drive.  My plane was ready.  I accepted the Air Devil departure and climbed westward back to Houston, Texas with thankfulness to have the opportunity to pilot a modern chariot through beautiful skies.

“There are only so many years, days, hours and minutes we have to invest in the lives of others . . . So many of the things we expend our energy and time on disappear and will not last, but people will; therefore, considering our use of time in relationships proves important.” Can past connections help us with those we have today?  To value family and neighbors more?  To find paths we have not yet discovered?

In life, relationships should be our most celebrated connections, although sometimes it doesn’t work out that way.  Broken relationships are a heartache. My hope rests in the foremost reconciler of relationships, Jesus Christ.  The Greatest Connection. By grace, the hope is in me and does not disappoint and will carry me past – The Last Day.

On a Country Road Mom. On a country road.

James Taylor sings it, “Mama don’t understand it, She wants to know where I’ve been, I’d have to be some kind of natural born fool, To want to pass that way again, But you know I could feel it, On a country road (circa 1970).”

References: (Rev Jason Helopolulos, “Time and Relationships,” Table Talk Magazine, September 2020, p. 10 – 13., John 9:4; 1 COR 15:50-58; 1 Thess. 4:13-18; Ro 5:1-11, Ro 15:13; 1 Peter 1:3-5, Titus 1:2, Lamentations 3: 21-24). Has 19th century liberal theology delivered us into a post Christian nation?

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Autumn is upon us and the season is beginning to change.  Hope you have a relaxing, restful and safe Labor Day weekend!

National Aviation Day is August 19th in the United States to celebrate the development of aviation. The holiday was established in 1939 by Franklin Delano Roosevelt by the writing of a Presidential proclamation which declared the anniversary of Orville Wright’s birthday to be National Aviation Day.

Orville Wright was born on August 19, 1871 and was still alive when the proclamation was first issued. We encourage pilots to observe this week with activities that promote interest in aviation.

Celebrate National Aviation Day!