We boarded the ship, plopped our bags in the cabin and raced out to the balcony. There I stood, leaning against the sea salt-dusted rail with my 2 BFF’s Joan and Paula. The breeze was magnificent and the fragrance of the fresh sea air was invigorating. We just stood there silently, breathing out the stress of life and inhaling the peace that only the ocean brings. We didn’t say a word until Paula spoke.
“I love the ocean because it ‘rights’ me.” She captured just how I felt with those simple words. The ocean does seem to “right” us — it puts us in our right place, doesn’t it? It reminded me of what David wrote; “When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers; the moon and the stars, which you have ordained; what is man that you take thought of him and the son of man that you care for him?” (Psalm 8: 3-4)
Seriously, who are we in the vast scheme and size of creation? Compared to Mt. Everest, the Grand Canyon and the big blue Baltic, we are itty bitty! We are so, so, small.
I think we all should feel our smallness every now and then.
Standing on a balcony overlooking something as big and unsearchable as the Atlantic Ocean can recalibrate your soul. It can slip all the gears of your thinking into place. You realize your insignificance, and yet somehow, it also can reinforce your importance.
God is mindful of us. Isn’t that amazing?
So again, right before bedtime, I stood out on that same balcony alone. I pondered Paula’s words again and asked the question David asked, “what is man?” I mean, compared to the majesty of the distant islands… the vast ocean — the huge blue basin that could swallow me up in one swell – who the heck am I?! It is astounding God considers us at all.
Then I thought of Isaiah. He had a settled confidence as to where he stood in the huge scheme of creation. He knew who he was in relation to God and His universe.
So, I did the same thing!! I stood on the balcony and pulled an Isaiah…
I stared straight into the boundless sea before me and said — right out loud–“Hey you, island! Before you became a clod of land out there, God knew me! He knew my name. Hey you, distant shore… I may feel awfully small out here in the middle of the ocean in this big boat on this big body of water, but God knows my name. He knows me, not just about me. He knows where I am and how I feel and how much I need Him.”
Go get “right” by the ocean, or a mountain or a raging river or anything that is bigger than you and beyond you. Feel your smallness and then pull an Isaiah! Lift your chin up, stand up straight and say, “Listen to me, you islands; hear this, you distant nations: Before I was born the LORD called me; from my birth he has made mention of my name.”
P.S. I’m leading a ministry cruise February 19-26, 2017 and I would LOVE for you to come with me. We can all get “right” by the ocean together! Check here for more info – and hurry because it’s filling up fast! www.inspirationcruises.com/fgf
What part of God’s creation brings out your sense of smallness?