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A Nudge in the Right Direction

 
Maybe you thought
I hung the moon
Maybe you thought
We were johnny and june
Maybe we thought
It was just us two
Maybe we spoke too soon

We never lie
And we don't tell tales
We bite our tongues
And our fingernails
We fall in love
And we don't fall out
Maybe we speak too soon

Here's you and me
And in between
We draw a line
But we can't see
Where it's bend
We scratch our heads
And race against
The heart's content

Oho oho oho oh yeah

Maybe we hurt
Who we love the most
Maybe it's all we can stand
Maybe we walk through the world as ghosts
Break my own heart before you can

Here's you and me
And in between
We draw a line
But we can't see
Where it's bend
We scratch our heads
And race against
The heart's content

Ohoho yeah

Maybe we know how the story ends
Maybe it's not even about us
We both retreat to opposing sands
And the love lives on without us

One thing I know for sure is
Love will find a way
Love will find a way

Here's you and me
And in between
We draw a line
But we can't see
Where it's bend
We scratch our heads
And race against
The heart's content

Oho oho oho
You and me
Oho oho oho
You and me
Oho oho oho
You and me
Oho oho oho oh yeah

:rose:love will find a way darling. every single time. xoxoxo ~k​
 
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I spent a goodly portion of what is possibly the longest night of my life staring at a compass just like this.
I was sailing in a long distance race across the top of Lake Huron. The winds were over 35kn, and had been since late afternoon. Waves were over 6' and we were sailing to weather (toward the wind, right into the waves). The boat was healed hard and frankly it was kind of "survival mode."

Earlier we had taken a mayday call from another boat. They were sinking. We were too far away to help, but I had plotted our position.

We had shredded the number 3 Jenny and were sailing under storm jib and double reefed main. I was the "last" helmsman (these conditions chew up the helmsman and I was young, fourth string, but the first three were now exhausted). I was cold as each wave rolled back across the deck, leaving everyone soaked (and yes foul weather gear was worn), the temp was in the low 50's and with the wind, well...I was probably hypothermic half the night.

But I did my stint. I steered that boat to the compass (which had a little red light) and the wind (in the groove). I can still picture that compass. That was my focus. There were no stars. No moon. Dark clouds of the storm only. I couldn't see the sails and I had to stay in the groove largely by feel and compass. I've spent thousands of hours on helm in my life, those few were the most challenging.

I know what it's like to have only the compass and your intuition and gut feelings to hang anything on. I know what it's like sitting there, in the dark, hoping that the storm will eventually abate but all the while wondering, will I make it? Will I find a safe port a safe haven?

If you're out there, just hanging on in survival mode. The waves rolling across you. The wind buffeting your vessel. Cold, maybe alone, or nearly so. Know this. The storm abated. The next night the clouds parted and I saw the Northern Lights for the first time in my life. They were spectacular and wholly unexpected. I knew God's presence that second night, and I'm confident he was there the first.

There will be a dawn. There will be unexpected beauty sometime. Hang on. Watch the compass. Steady as she goes.
 
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lakesailer_mi said:
https://i0.wp.com/outdoorchief.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/boat-compass-on-a-sailing-yacht.jpg?resize=900%2C509

I spent a goodly portion of what is possibly the longest night of my life staring at a compass just like this.
I was sailing in a long distance race across the top of Lake Huron. The winds were over 35kn, and had been since late afternoon. Waves were over 6' and we were sailing to weather (toward the wind, right into the waves). The boat was healed hard and frankly it was kind of "survival mode."

Earlier we had taken a mayday call from another boat. They were sinking. We were too far away to help, but I had plotted our position.

We had shredded the number 3 Jenny and were sailing under storm jib and double reefed main. I was the "last" helmsman (these conditions chew up the helmsman and I was young, fourth string, but the first three were now exhausted). I was cold as each wave rolled back across the deck, leaving everyone soaked (and yes foul weather gear was worn), the temp was in the low 50's and with the wind, well...I was probably hypothermic half the night.

But I did my stint. I steered that boat to the compass (which had a little red light) and the wind (in the groove). I can still picture that compass. That was my focus. There were no stars. No moon. Dark clouds of the storm only. I couldn't see the sails and I had to stay in the groove largely by feel and compass. I've spent thousands of hours on helm in my life, those few were the most challenging.

I know what it's like to have only the compass and your intuition and gut feelings to hang anything on. I know what it's like sitting there, in the dark, hoping that the storm will eventually abate but all the while wondering, will I make it? Will I find a safe port a safe haven?

If you're out there, just hanging on in survival mode. The waves rolling across you. The wind buffeting your vessel. Cold, maybe alone, or nearly so. Know this. The storm abated. The next night the clouds parted and I saw the Northern Lights for the first time in my life. They were spectacular and wholly unexpected. I knew God's presence that second night, and I'm confident he was there the first.

There will be a dawn. There will be unexpected beauty sometime. Hang on. Watch the compass. Steady as she goes.
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thank you so much for relating this story. :rose::heart::rose:
 
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