As softened cloud transfused with light they breathe upon the air
As soft as mist, transfused with love, the essence of a prayer
As spiraling up in dancing steps the words from lips bring forth
The melody they hold within to sing for all it’s worth
They enter in another world these wispy words so fraught
With earnestness and purpose and from the heart brought forth.
So let them rise upon the air with fragrant scented awe
And enter in, as mist the air, and turn to God once more.
Transfused, and rendered, bringing life, transformed to hope from pain
They shall return upon the wind and come to you again.
I’ve learnt so much about life while sailing. Like life there is always a “prevailing wind” or “current”. You can’t change that, but if it happens to be contrary to where you want to go, you can still use it by tacking (taking a zig zag course to your objective). You can “lose the sails” (reducing the pull of the wind) and continue to hold the tiller the way you want to go, (which generally works) but sometimes you just have to “go with it”. You seemingly give in to the wind and circle round coming back at it with that extra bit of speed to help make the turn. You have to learn to use it, not let it use you. Steadfastly maintain your direction but be prepared to give in and go full circle if needed. Just be determined to get there no matter how long it takes, how many zigs and how many zags.
Use it but don’t let it overwhelm you or push you where you don’t want to go, or get you stuck in the reeds. If you wave wildly a “power boat” will usually eventually come along and pull you out (an awesome fellow human or God himself) but better not to go there if you can avoid it – it may take a while!
Embrace the wind, enjoy the ride, feel exhilarated, be prepared to adapt to it, but keep your true course with determination. Happy life sailing!
The “ministry of truth” is at it again. I went to see “Churchill” last night expecting an exciting and invigorating movie. I’ve read some of his memoirs and he led an incredible life quite apart from his role as prime minister in world war II.
This movie was awful though and seemed to me blatant lies for the most part. I came home and double checked and sure enough the whole premise of him opposing the D day landings was totally untrue, as was the depiction of his character as a petulant relic getting in everyone’s way (I believe it to be true that he had a drinking problem – who wouldn’t with the weight of responsibility he carried).
It seems some like to pull down the representation of great men and this isn’t the first attempt at Churchill. For sure he was no saint, but he was far from the feeble, petulant old man portrayed by this movie. The problem is the younger generation (unless history nerds like me) may well swallow this interpretation grrrrr – OK rant ended!
When someone loves us we know they will do their best to keep us happy, safe and provided for, but we humans have our limitations. However when we realize with that in mind, God loves us personally, it takes of a whole new dimension.