March 25, 2002



    Some time last week I was given a job position at a Christian conference center in Cannon Beach, OR. For the majority of my life, I have wanted to live near the ocean. It's as if the ocean has been beckoning me towards itself. Oh how wonderful to smell the salty sea air and to find comfort in knowing that I will always have a friend in the vast, blue waters. I find it somewhat odd that I would feel a kinship with the sea, yet all of the sailors that have come before felt the same. The ocean can be the source of all delightful calm and then at once it becomes a tempest, tossing anything in its wake down to the depths. What a marvelous mystery to revel within...

Lighthouse



    As I strolled in the midst of darkness, the biting chill heightened my senses as well as my emotions. The cold has its own way of slowing you down and forcing you to look to the very center of your being. And sometimes that center is not as strong as you wish it to be. Oh, faithful moon-how foolish it is of me to admire you so-how meaningless are my attempts to claim some of your beauty as my own. Sometimes I make myself believe that you can guide the path for my love and he will be delivered to my longing soul. How delightful a thought! Yet I am saddened by knowing that instead I must wait patiently for your very Creator to will it so. How jealous I am of romance and love. Why has it possessed me so briefly and why has it gone as quickly as it came? I have found my own solace and now I desire to share it with my love and shout it out to the world. Oh, I will wait until he comes, never being unfaithful to such a marvelous idea. And when he does, I shall soar as the beam of a lonely lighthouse soars across the sea.

Moby Dick -The Brit



    "Consider the subtleness of the sea; how its most dreaded creatures glide under water, unapparent for the most part, and treacherously hidden beneath the loveliest tints of azure. Consider also the devilish brilliance and beauty of many of its most remorseless tribes, as the dainty embellished shape of many species of sharks. Consider once more, the universal cannibalism of the sea; all whose creatures prey upon each other, carrying on eternal war since the world began.



    Consider all this; and then turn to this green, gentle, and most docile earth; consider them both, the sea and the land; and do you not find a strange analogy to something in yourself? For as this appalling ocean surrounds the verdant land, so in the soul of man there lies one insular Tahiti, full of peace and joy, but encompassed by all the horrors of the half known life."