In the search for an appropriate design for my blog I came across this one called Harbor Lights. I've always had a love of lighthouses for one reason or another.
One summer we were vacationing in the New England area. We were visiting a park right on the coastline of Maine, not very far from Kennebunkport. It was just one of those moments that will linger long in one's soul. In that summer's early afternoon we stood at the shoreline, bundled against the damp cold air, as a very heavy fog came rolling in. The ocean was pounding the black rock on which we stood. We could hardly make out the twin masks of a sailboat under full sail heading south. The sea gulls where making themselves heard as they circled overhead. On either side of us stood the twin lighthouses with their beams trying to penetrate the dense fog. As all four of us were silently trying to take in this picture perfect scene a fog horn bellowed out its warning. Finally our silence was broken as Erin spoke the only words shared among us, "This is really neat." And it was.
At church, while trying to mature into an adult Christian, one of my favorite gospel hymns was, "Let The Lower Lights Be Burning." This hymn by P. P. Bliss has the chorus line: "Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave! Some poor fainting, struggling seaman you may rescue, you may save."
We are meant to be a lighthouse along the shores of life. One can never know when a ship might pass our way and because we are standing watch, knowing where the disastrous rocks are hidden, we can send out a warning which will save a fellow traveler.
It is my prayer that through these meager words of my blog a warning beam from my lighthouse might give guidance as you pass by.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
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