2020.09.08.
Ships
A ship is built in a harbour.A ship in a harbour looks very beautiful for me and you,
But that is not what ships are made for.
The storms and winds will blow.
Hoist your sails up high, because sooner or later the tide must turn.
Let the compass of your soul determine your heart again.
Get your masts ready, pull out the anchor,
In the direction of the southern cross.
We are made to go out
On the waves of the deepest ocean.
We find our direction in the stars and the bright moon.
We are made in the name of hope.
We are made to go out.
Life will toss you and jerk you around.
Sometimes it feels like you are sinking, but you must just find your feet like Peter.
And perhaps just believe like a child again.
Just keep your bearing, because sometimes doubt sets in.
It is more about how you get up and less about how you stumble.
Do not fear when the water gets rough.
Lift up your shoulders.
Feel your heart beat again.
Now steer your ship through the gates.
Our hope is more than empty words.
You are in control of your destination.
How you get there is your own decision.