"Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your Captain speaking . . ."
Whether it be on a cruise ship or on an airplane, those few words will typically snag your attention in a nanosecond.
The three days at sea took months to plan. Literally. Not by me, but by other women dedicated to coordinating a period of rejuvenation for hundreds of others. Day one came off without a hitch. Day two, right after breakfast, the loudspeaker broke through our excited chitter chatter to alter our best-laid plans.
A storm. Strong winds. Choppy waters.
"As your Captain, I've made the decision to not port. I have the safety of my passengers and the crew to consider; therefore, we are turning around and will have a sea day. I am sorry, but this is the best decision for everyone involved. The present and predicted conditions are simply too risky." (Paraphrased by Amanda)
Was our group of eight disappointed? Sure. Did our hearts sink a little at the idea of not basking in the sun and enjoying the crystal clear water? Yes. Did we collectively decide to choose joy? Yes.
And we had a great day—one not defined by circumstances, but by choice.
We chose to fellowship, to laugh, to dance, to comfort, to cry, to share . . .
We chose joy.
However, as I've pondered the events of that morning, I realized something else. Our plans were altered by one who saw something we did not. The captain of the ship. He had a perspective and a knowledge base allowing him to make the hard decision. The one that would not be popular. But, the one we chose to trust.
If that ship had docked, we would have assumed all was well. I feel sure we would have rallied past the winds and waves to push through to what we thought was best. But our plans were changed by one that didn't consult us. The captain made the call, because he knew what was best.
Are you tracking with me?
Yes, we chose joy—in spite of a plan that wasn't ours.
At 42 years old, my life is not unfolding as I thought it would. I am blessed, but my family has been touched by tragedy, disease, and death. Given the choice, I would make some changes and align things differently.
But I'm not the captain.
I still have a choice.
Do I trust the One who sees the horizon in the midst of the storm?
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Amanda Williams is a forty-year old wife and mother of two who can still swing her pony tail and display just a tad of sass. She is also a Jesus loving girl who realizes she is nothing without the One who saved her. Amanda has two degrees specializing in serving students with special needs and is currently working in the field of Leadership Development. She is a Christian author, speaker, blogger, and publisher who loves serving beside her husband at her local place of worship, First Baptist Church of Ocala.