The Silver Lining by Petra Pierre-Robertson
...to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of despair (Isaiah 61:3) The sky was dark. There was no trace of the sun. We boarded the vessel still hoping to capture the sunrise on the sea. It usually made a spectular portrait. But the ride started rough. I never experienced that level of roughness with this particular vessel. I went on the deck. The sky was dark. The water was a deep dark blue. There was no trace of the sun. The vessel swayed from side to side as it made its journey over the choppy sea. Scenic frosty pathway As I looked out over the terryfying loveliness of the wide expanse of the dark sea disturbed by the scenic frosty pathway created by the waters that were troubled by the powerful engine of the vessel, a song came to mind: Jesus Savior Pilot Me Jesus, Savior, pilot me, Over life's tempestuous sea: Unknown waves before me roll, Hiding rocks and treach'rous shoal; Chart and co...