We sail away today at 4:00.
Tomorrow’s itinerary reads At Sea.
I’ve felt that way more than once, haven’t you?
Reminds me of an old Sven and Ole joke.
(If you’re like my children, at this point you start rolling your eyes or finding an excuse to leave the room.)
Ole: “Hey Sven, dere’s a good deal on a cruise down by da vater. $50 bucks.”
Sven: “Are you sure? Sounds too good to be true.”
Ole: ” Sure youbetcha, it’s true. It’s yust da ting for us to do.”
So they headed down to the shore bought two tickets and each received a large rubber inner tube.
After bobbing about for a while, Sven looked over at Ole and said, ‘Dis vas a surprise. Do de serve lunch on dis cruise?”
Ole: “Dey didn’t last year.”
(End of joke.)
Pretty sure they’ll serve lunch on this cruise and provide more than inner tubes. Best of all, friends, like life preservers, are waiting to embark.
It’s been a love fest in Rotterdam with Raquel, Steven and Lilly, their 10 year old daughter. My heart’s full. As I left their home last night, Lilly handed me a present, a sea shell, a gift from her heart. The small shell slipped easily into a nook in my suitcase, along with tangibles and intangibles from these days in Holland. Bolstered by love, it’s time to “faith it” and head for the ship.
“Love never gives up…….Love never looks back, but keeps going to the end.” (from I Corinthians 13 in The Message)
Have cane, am able.
Now, just need my sea legs, whatever that means.
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