My Sailboat
Usually, people describe their lives like a roller coaster; when the roller coaster is down their lives are hard, and when it's up their lives are good. I tend to think of my life as a sailboat, as I love to sail. Let me set the scene for you: The ocean spreads as far as the eye can see, and I am standing on the deck of my Catalina 22 sail boat, complete with a full cabin, a spinnaker in the stow under the main deck, kitchen, and a V-birth in the bow. There is a captain's wheel right before the tall mast. The sail is down and the boat has been tied off to the dock. There is a storm coming in. Now for the symbolism; the Harbors are God, He is the shelter from every storm (bad thing, sin, evil, whatever you want to call it) in my life. My boat is me. The journey across the ocean is my journey through life. There are many Harbors from the beginning of my journey to the end. As I travel across the ocean, there are storms that come up and toss my boat around in the waves. Sometimes, I try and tough out the storm on my own, and when I crash and my boat is about to sink, the Coast Guard (God) always comes to my rescue and tows me to safety. Other times, I get lost. I will have just left the Harbor, feeling good from rest and good food, and I will have ignored the Harbor Master's (God's) directions. I get lost in the fog on the ocean, and when all hope seems lost, I will turn on my radio and beg for help. Once again, even though I ignored them (Him) before, the Coast Guard will come to my rescue and save me from being lost forever.