Tales from Logs: Flight Logs Tell True Adventures of Missionary Pilots

By Ruth Scheltema

After forty-six years as a missionary pilot's wife, Ruth Scheltema invites young readers to listen to flight logs tell true stories drawn from around the world. Her opinion is that missionary pilots are special-God's superheroes! Read and find out why.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Covenant Books, Inc.
• Release date: Jan 28, 2020
• ISBN: 9781645596998

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Tales from Logs

Flight Logs Tell True Adventures of Missionary Pilots

Ruth Scheltema

Illustrated by: Danielle Sands

ISBN 978-1-64559-698-1 (Paperback)

ISBN 978-1-64559-699-8 (Digital)

Copyright © 2019 Ruth Scheltema

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Table of Contents

LOOK…

Lionel Log

Leonard Log

Lester Log

Ludlowe Log

Luke Log

Luther Log

Larry Log

Leeland Log

Lionel Log 2

Luke Log 2

About the Author

LOOK…

Lionel Log is wearing his favorite costume.

Can you tell what he is dressed like?

How about you? Do you have a favorite superhero?

Lionel knows that being a superhero is more than just the costume you wear; it’s who you are. Do you know what really makes a superhero?

Super means excellent or first rate.

Hero means a person known for special acts of courage or one who risks or sacrifices his/her life.

Tales from Logs are based on true stories about superheroes not found in comic books or videos. Some names of people and places have been changed or left out, but these stories about pilots really happened. Missionary pilots are some of God’s superheroes.

Some of the flight logs use the word saved in their tales. All readers may not understand what that word means. Sarah Wallace at website gospelcenteredmom.com gave permission to use the best news for kids. It tells you what the word saved means. You can read what it means at the end of this book.

Lionel Log

Hi there! My name is Lionel.

Meet my buddy Hank Scheltema.

Way back in 1958, Hank joined a mission board called the Association of Baptists for World Evangelism (ABWE.) He worked over 20 years in the Amazon, Brazil, as its first missionary pilot in the jungle. Do you wonder what a missionary pilot does? He flies other missionaries to and from hard-to-reach places. When there is an emergency, he flies sick and hurt people to a doctor or hospital. He also preaches or teaches the Bible wherever he flies.

As an old man, at age 74, Hank made his last flight—into Heaven—and he left me behind! He is buried in the town of Benjamin Constant in the Amazon.

I am pilot Hank Scheltema’s flight log.

We fly a floatplane off the Amazon river in Brazil. I help him keep track of how many hours he flies and the date he makes a flight. I even tell the names of his passengers.

Do you think I get to sit in the co-pilot’s seat? That never happens! Hank just writes down the date on my page and where we’re going. Then he stuffs me inside his briefcase. But I can peek out to see what is going on, and I have big ears.

Today Hank pulled me from the briefcase and wrote:

June 1, 1965, flew young boy and father from Benjamin Constant to Leticia.

Colombia is the country in South America next door to Brazil. That sounds boring, but it never is! We have some exciting flights! I’m going to tell you the story of a special one.

Hank was in a meeting in the jungle town of Benjamin Constant. That’s where we keep the floatplane on a floating hangar. Someone called him to the door, and all of a sudden, Hank grabbed his briefcase and ran down the muddy steps of the river bank to the airplane.

I wanted to yell…

Hey! Don’t be so rough. Remember, I’m in this briefcase.

Hank tossed the briefcase and me down on the cabin floor. Then he hurried to help unload a young boy from a canoe floating next to the plane. I heard someone moan, then cry for help.

Please take us to the hospital. My boy shot himself accidentally in the chest. I listened while Hank unhooked the back seats and took them out of the plane. He asked someone to help him lay the boy flat out on the cabin