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  • July 11, 2014 - Reflections

    By Jean S. Horner
    The other day while walking down a corridor in a public building, I saw what appeared to be someone walking toward me. On coming closer, I found it was my own reflection in a huge mirror. For a moment it frightened me. Somehow a full-length reflection of one’s self is a startling thing. ...


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Jan. 18, 2010 - Setting Sail in the Night

By Rose McCormick Brandon

It’s a little hard to recapture the moment in the dead of winter, but near the end of a sizzling summer day, my husband and I launched our boat into a nearby bay. We anchored in a narrow strip between two rocky islands where we could count on a cool breeze and a pickerel or two. I lounged, book in hand, while Doug let down a wormed line and kept one eye on the fish finder.

“They’re starting to bite!” he yelled while hauling a good one to the surface. Then another. And another. In our excitement we barely noticed the clouds turning pink, the red sun setting. Being the net person, I’d set my book down to help bring in the catch.

The fish action ceased, but we lingered just a little while longer thinking it might start again. Next thing we knew, darkness surrounded us.

“It’s later than I realized. We’d better head for shore,” Doug said.

Thankful for a stringer of our favorite fish, we pulled anchor and set out for the marina several miles away. I worried out loud from my co-pilot’s seat about finding our way back.

“See that light?” Doug asked, pointing to the only green light in a cluster almost too far away to be seen. “Now look behind us.” Two lighthouses, one high on a distant rock, the other closer and near water level, rotated their red beams.

“The green light is the marina,” Doug explained. “It and the lighthouses form a straight line. If I align the boat with the lights, we’ll cruise right into shore.”

It didn’t matter that we couldn’t see the bridge or rocks jutting from the surface. Our boat followed a course set by experts, and we sped through the night and into the marina with ease.

When troubles come, they blur our perception — like darkness falling on the water. In trying to make sense of circumstances that only make sense to God, we become confused and discouraged. Our tendency, then, is to stop moving, look down and plot our own way.

God’s Word shines like the lighthouse beacon: “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight” (Proverbs 3:5,6, NIV).

We stayed on course and made it safely to the dock. Doug and I trusted our lives to complete strangers who set up the lights in the bay. You can trust our Lord, who desires to be your closest Friend, to guide you through whatever circumstances you face today.

— Rose McCormick Brandon writes personal experience essays, Bible studies, news articles, profiles and devotionals from her home in Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, Canada.



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