In The Midst of Shipwrecks

“Seeing that a Pilot steers the ship in which we sail, who will never allow us to perish even in the midst of shipwrecks, there is no reason why our minds should be overwhelmed with fear and overcome with weariness. ” ― John Calvin

Somebody sent me the above quote. I was not ready to hear it. At least, my mind wasn’t ready. I was so broken from the breakdown of a relationship I believed in, that I felt like I was shipwrecked. Somewhere between the warm sunshine on the sand and the cold deep ocean. I hadn’t sunk completely. But I remember feeling like I was close to those waves that would engulf me at any moment. I felt like I was smashed into a thousand pieces on a rocky reef and there was no way of picking up the scattered pieces of my heart and life.

But tear by tear, day by day, step by step, through the patience, gentleness and love of family and friends, I started to see that I had to hold on.

I had to grasp the hand of the ‘pilot’ and trust him to steer, even if it was into the storm. And when I could finally let go of the fears crowding in on me, I could see his peace shining like a beacon through the fog. All the scattered pieces no longer mattered, because it wasn’t the ship that I held on to. But it’s Captain.

I read Psalm 46 a few days after I felt like my world had crumbled.

Listen to what it says in Verse 2:

Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way
and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
though its waters roar and foam
and the mountains quake with their surging

Verse 5:

God is within her, she will not fall

Verse 7 & 11:

The Lord Almighty is with us…

He reiterates that NO MATTER the circumstance, no matter the trial, He is there. He never leaves. WE should not fear.

And it was what my heart needed to hear. Even in the midst of a Shipwreck.

And He never let me go.

“I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year, ‘Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.’ And he replied, ‘Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of God. That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way!’ So I went forth and finding the Hand of God, trod gladly into the night.”

~ Minnie Louise Haskins

Mia Mamma

My mother.

She is a quietly determined person. She doesn’t force her opinion on anyone, but lets you know what she thinks.

She is an amazing artist, pushing it to the side to raise her children.

She never compromised in taking us to church, even when my dad wouldn’t go. She would stay up late with us to help finish assignments. She went to every school concert, and encouraged us to do as well as we could.

She was never trendy, preferring to go against the grain and she taught us to question everything- don’t believe what you see on TV, but research, compare, make informed decisions.

Speaking of which, we were only allowed about 30 mins of TV (later 60 mins) a week, and she taught us to love books. To read, to ponder, to be creative.

She had to be mother and father for us, endured great loss, never hid her tears and yet she never quit.

She laughs easily, stirs just as easily, and was always there for us.

We will never forget the sacrifices she made for us.

Love you Mama.