In His Image

Another bit of rambling from sea . . .

Where’s the camera when you need it? I mean, seriously, the most amazing pictures I’ve seen will only be remembered as snapshots in my mind. And only by me. That’s probably the worst part of it. There’s no one there to share it with. To share the sight of hundreds – hundreds – of dolphins leaping around the ship as a small desert island sits in haze just a few miles off and the sun sets. To give it that personal touch there is always that one dolphin that feels the need to outdo his counterparts and so must thrash about in flight and, as ungracefully as possible, belly-flop back into that deep blue. No one is there. Just me. The ship is all bustle about me but I am alone at the rail; all else is a blur. It’s odd I guess that we want to share it with someone. It’s some sort of innate desire. To share beauty. To feel and experience beauty with someone else. . . . .Ahhhh, I see Lord. That’s why there is us and there is you. That desire is what caused you to create man in the first place. To share your beauty. That desire in us is what drives us to seek friendship and fellowship. I’m sorry. This is new to me.