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Jan 2012
Post from the sea
God points his finger across the eternal span and creates worlds we point with a pier we lay on the face of the water this spear. We look down its length our eyes continues far into the sea for our time spent the breeze caresses us with voluminous thoughts they are heavy as if they have came from great depths. Time and space draped in mystery the sea cast this spell many have thrilled at this mighty swell that carries them on these waves dark with rewards for those that have the courage to leave the land and known things suspend them give yourself to moody and restful thought drift on the sea’s course not your own. The weakest will soon feel the spine turning to steel the mind and soul renewed its voice now as a lions roar. The mast of this ship your axe was the one that made the blows you chose this timber true knowing it would stand the test of all that is found in many tumults and dangerous blows common to those that sojourn on mighty seas. To seek ease and safety you will be cursed and suffer the terrible wounds of mediocrity. This is a journey why cast yourself as the prey go out with fire in your eyes courage coursing through your veins and heart. This is the most basic lesson that the sea does teach. Wasn’t it said you hit the target your aiming at aim high shoot the arrows arching high and wide you alone can divide the shiftless mist into clear skies it is your birth right you were born to be the heir of a royal king. There was never a life more lost and worthless than John Newton it took the sea and a wayward life of a slaver and truly God’s undying grace to make the man who penned the greatest song Amazing Grace. This is but one story of many that are told your’s is the most important you today are engaged in the greatest fight yes perilous seas on every side some go mad in the attempt the sad stories are reported every day. The hardest fact all lights have been trimmed only the most determined are making a successful run for the golden harbor ship wreck is everywhere were not talking about the trivial this is life and death for you and your loved ones forever can’t be minimized. The sea is the great teacher you learn her realities or perish. What life what thrills what freedom your totally alive or your stunted made less than the true ideal for all people.
Written by
Hal Loyd Denton  Pana Ill
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