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Off Course

How often is the course of your life blown off course?

One Labor Day weekend my husband and I sailed out catamaran down the sound, through a narrow inlet, around the jetties and into the ocean. The waters were calm and there was no hint of rough seas. Saturday and Sunday, my husband took people for rides out into the ocean and from all accounts, everyone had a fun and safe time. But on Monday morning, we woke to the brewing of a northeaster. The winds were blowing twenty miles an hour and the waves were at least ten feet tall. 

We were in a quandary. The boat had to be ridden to the sound side in order to get it placed on the trailer. Now you have to understand that I was filled with fear. Death gripping fear. Fear that had been birthed when I was thirteen and had been involved in a motor boat accident. The boat had flipped over, and then came straight towards me. All I can remember about the accident was being caught under the water, not to mention the multiple places where the propeller had sliced my back and arm.

Given we had no choice, and no other volunteers to take my place, I put on my life preserver and got on the boat. Immediately, we were thrust into the choppy waves and off towards our destination. But as quickly as we were away from shore, my husband realized that he hadn’t rigged the sails correctly.. With no other options, I was told to hold the ropes in place while he fixed them. This as we were whizzing over ten feet waves going who knows how fast. In that moment I knew that if one of us fell off the boat, it would lead to our demise.

When a gentle south wind began to blow, they saw their opportunity; so they weighed anchor and sailed along the shore of Crete. Before very long, a wind of hurricane force, called the Northeaster, swept down from the island. The ship was caught by the storm and could not head into the wind; so we gave way to it and were driven along. (Acts 27:13-15)

In both of these situations, the boat didn’t take the course it was intended to travel. For Paul and the men who were with him, their boat was headed in one direction but the wind blew them along. For my husband and I the rigging was wrong and we were sent into the open ocean with a strong chance of being capsized.

It is in these situations, that we are forced to trust in God.

Spend some time with Him today. Ask him to assure you that He has you. And hang on for the ride of a lifetime.

Published by Cora Darrah

Hello. My name is Cora. I live in Durham, North Carolina with my husband and two French Bulldogs, Vern and Bee. For thirty-two years, I taught children with unique needs. When I was eligible for retirement, I decided it was time to explore life from a different perspective. So with pen and paper, I have taken up blogging about two of the most extraordinary pets I know. More important than my pooches, is my relationship with God. I love God! He has blessed me with the gift of writing and I want to share what he is teaching me as I look through the eyes of four legged friends. So if you would like to experience how God works in all his creatures, join us on our adventure! When I first started blogging, my Frenchie, Carl inspired me through his crazy antics. But as life has it, Carl had to leave this world at the tender age of four. After a period of mourning for my little guy, I brought Vern home where he has ruled the roost. Oh, did I mention Bee, the Frenchie with a girl attitude and enough spunk to keep Vern in line. Come along beside us as we dive into God’s word and learn morsels of the treasures that only the scriptures can teach us. Vern and Bee would love to get to know you as well, so please feel free to follow us and share your comments….

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