Upon seeing the forlorn look both me and my love had in our eyes, the Captain pulled away slowly, and called me to the helm.
"Yes, my Lord," I said.
"I am going to a far away island. I want you to do something for me," He stated.
"Now? So soon?" I quipped.
"Yes. It is time," He said directly, without wavering.
"Well, what is it? What do you want from me?" I said nervously.
"I want you to tell about and show my love to the women there, who have been serving their husbands for many years, and have never had that love returned to them," He responded.
"Lord, I am just beginning to know of your love for myself. That is why you have set me apart from my own true love, wasn't it? You said that I was trying to find it through him, and that I was controlling him to get it, and so we had to be separated and go on our own voyages so that we both could know of that love separately," I said and stated my case. "And as I looked into his eyes, just now, I still saw them glazed over. It doesn't seem to be working," I continued.
"That is exactly why I need you to go," He said.
"But I am a novice, Lord. How can I tell them of your love, when I am just now beginning to know of it?" I retorted cautiously.
"Do you remember Moses and Paul? They both presented me with similar arguments when I asked them to go," He said.
"I am so weak, Lord. I have problems and struggles. I am not a professional or even a whole person. I am in the same, or worse position than many of those woman are, Lord." I said back without even hearing Him.
"Give and it will be given back to you," He said simply.
"I know that, Lord," I said.
"Do you?" He responded quietly.
With that last statement, He put His big fingers under my chin, and lifted it gently so that I would look into His loving eyes.
"Oh why do you doubt me, my child?" He asked.
"I don't know, Father," I said glumly. "I guess I get afraid. I didn't want me love to be out of sight that long, and I don't feel ready to love the women, and it all happened so fast. I can't think that fast," I said, even though I knew He knew all of this about me.
"Trust me. Sometimes what looks like the wrong thing to do, is exactly what needs to be done," He said reassuringly.
"Hold my hand, Lord. I need to feel your touch. The warmth of your hand comes through You to me, and then I feel safe," I said.
"I will hold it as long as you want me to," He said.
That must have been from Him, I thought. He had told me that as we become One, His thoughts come to me as if they were my own.
So, onward we went to the island that He was sending me to, and that would play a part in the healing of my own soul. His ways are definitely not my ways, I thought. They are higher than mine.
"Yes, my Lord," I said.
"I am going to a far away island. I want you to do something for me," He stated.
"Now? So soon?" I quipped.
"Yes. It is time," He said directly, without wavering.
"Well, what is it? What do you want from me?" I said nervously.
"I want you to tell about and show my love to the women there, who have been serving their husbands for many years, and have never had that love returned to them," He responded.
"Lord, I am just beginning to know of your love for myself. That is why you have set me apart from my own true love, wasn't it? You said that I was trying to find it through him, and that I was controlling him to get it, and so we had to be separated and go on our own voyages so that we both could know of that love separately," I said and stated my case. "And as I looked into his eyes, just now, I still saw them glazed over. It doesn't seem to be working," I continued.
"That is exactly why I need you to go," He said.
"But I am a novice, Lord. How can I tell them of your love, when I am just now beginning to know of it?" I retorted cautiously.
"Do you remember Moses and Paul? They both presented me with similar arguments when I asked them to go," He said.
"I am so weak, Lord. I have problems and struggles. I am not a professional or even a whole person. I am in the same, or worse position than many of those woman are, Lord." I said back without even hearing Him.
"Give and it will be given back to you," He said simply.
"I know that, Lord," I said.
"Do you?" He responded quietly.
With that last statement, He put His big fingers under my chin, and lifted it gently so that I would look into His loving eyes.
"Oh why do you doubt me, my child?" He asked.
"I don't know, Father," I said glumly. "I guess I get afraid. I didn't want me love to be out of sight that long, and I don't feel ready to love the women, and it all happened so fast. I can't think that fast," I said, even though I knew He knew all of this about me.
"Trust me. Sometimes what looks like the wrong thing to do, is exactly what needs to be done," He said reassuringly.
"Hold my hand, Lord. I need to feel your touch. The warmth of your hand comes through You to me, and then I feel safe," I said.
"I will hold it as long as you want me to," He said.
I stood there with Him what seemed like an hour, as we both gazed out at the sea which spread as we went forward, the breeze blowing on our faces. I wanted to look back and see if I could still see my love's ship, but for some reason I knew that would be a mistake. I don't know why but my thoughts cautioned me as I thought of Lot's wife looking back at burning Sodom, then another thought came: 'Going forward with Me will make whole the love between you and your love. Looking back, will destroy it.' That must have been from Him, I thought. He had told me that as we become One, His thoughts come to me as if they were my own.
So, onward we went to the island that He was sending me to, and that would play a part in the healing of my own soul. His ways are definitely not my ways, I thought. They are higher than mine.
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