Last week Mon, out the hotel window, I saw, on the other side of the inlet, a motorboat on the beach.
There would've been nothing unusual about that, except that it wasn't floating in the water.
It was sitting on some kind of pulley with tires, ready to be hitched to a car and towed somewhere.
Nearby, I saw a sailboat sloshing around in the water.
I guessed that was slightly better than the first vessel. But a sparrow hawk seemed to echo my thoughts:
A BOAT? NOT MADE TO TOW AROUND OR TO SIT IN WATER, BUT TO SWIM OR FLY OR SOMETHING!
So much happened all at once, I couldn't post about it all:
Remember I posted about Eddie and Nari, how they needed to trust God in their situation, with Eddie being in his wheelchair and Nari having her bout with cancer? They, of all people, had every right to "sit in the water asking for help" and not move until they got it.
(By the way, that's Janice's back you see going to the buffet for seconds!)
But they decided to live actively for God's glory, and well, it looked like God took over and gave them extra measures of strength and grace: when we saw them on Jan. 7th, Eddie was walking, and Nari's cancer seemed to be in remission.
There's only one way to manage vessels in treacherous waters, my sisters testify in their piano duet prelude Jan. 19:
https://youtu.be/Vu-QS-bcC1E