“There
is the sea, great and broad, in which are swarms without number, animals both
small and great. There the ships move
along, and Leviathan, which You have formed to sport in it. They all wait for You to give them their food
in due season. You give to them, they
gather it up; You open Your hand, they are satisfied with good.” Psalm 104: 25-28
Mother, Mother
Ocean, I have heard you call. I wanted
to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall. You’ve seen it all. You’ve seen it all. Watch the men who rode you, switch from sails
to steam. And in your belly, you hold
the treasure that few have ever seen.
Most of them dreams. Most of them
dreams.
Whether
gazing out over the Gulf of Mexico or taking in the ongoing horizons of the
Pacific, these lyrics from Jimmy Buffett’s A
Pirate’s Look at Forty drifts into my mind.
It is within those words that holds my amazement for this enormous
frontier. There is so much history to be learned from it. Cut across its surface, and far beneath, lie hundreds of stories of what has unfolded, in the course of time.
Within these waters, tales of those who first sought to explore uncharted
territory. Chapters have been written of
those that set out looking for the New World, not knowing if they would ever
see land again. Personal adventures of everyone
that first braved turbulent storms and violent waves; a true test of their
mettle. Accounts of numerous battles
that took place across expanse of blue in hopes of claiming fortune and glory. Novels about the first steamers sent on
maiden voyages, going much further than their predecessors. Sagas of steel machines created to explore
the depths below. Not to mention the
mysteries of the ships and lives that have been claimed in Davy Jones’ Locker.
That
is just part of the story. What about
the creatures that reside beneath Earth’s largest biome? While there are many aquatics that we mankind
has studied, there are more undiscovered mysteries. While it would be partly terrifying, I would
love to be part of a voyage to explore the deepest realms and make new discoveries
in the one frontier that has not totally been explored before.
These
tales are whispered to me through the winds that come off the waters as I sit
on the shores, at total peace with my surroundings. The waves roll toward me, the water stretches
out along the sands, reaching out to pique my curiosity, before receding back
to the deep. The salty air lends a
seasoned taste for my consciousness to want more of it, to unlock its countless
treasures. It is a thirst that I know I
cannot quench in my lifetime.
Much
like the sensations that the oceans give me, so our eternal Father gives us a
taste of His endlessly flowing fountain.
As I sat, staring out on these ranges of wonder, I marvel at the works
of the Creator. Without His hand, I
would not be enjoying this moments of peace and harmony. God desires that we should remember, daily,
who created the surroundings that we get to enjoy. Whether it’s the high mountains or the lush
green forests, birds in the air or the largest mammals in the oceans; it is He
who made it all. Reflect on Him and He
will unlock countless treasures for you.
“Let
my meditation be pleasing to Him; as for me, I shall be glad in the Lord.” Psalm 104:34
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