Sea Spell
“I remember the day
when the sea cast its spell upon me,
and
I fell into the net of complete wonder and joy.”
Jacques Cousteau
Always my son Will with the fishing pole...and I know he was taken alike by the sea spell as I was when I was a youth. I don't remember when it was. But it is that awe-inspiring day in which you are taken up and made a part of something larger than yourself. Now I ask you. What was the most fulfilling? To feel it as a boy? Or, to watch it catch on with my own boy? In generations, you are made a part of something that outlives you--yet experience the same joy you have being passed on beyond you.
I think this passing of the gift is what St. Paul was after in 2 Timothy 1" 4-7
Recalling your tears, I long to see you so that I may be filled with joy.
I am reminded of your sincere faith, a faith that lived first in your
grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice and now, I am sure, lives in
you.
For this reason I remind you to rekindle the gift of God that is within you through the laying on of my hands;
for God did not give us a spirit of cowardice, but rather a spirit of power and of love and of self-discipline.
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