Out To Sea?

As I sit here, wondering what to tell you about my week I am drawn towards the sea. Living on an island, your metaphors and life lessons often come from the sea. That is not a bad thing however. The sea is amazing. It is the fountain of mystery. Sailors have long dreaded it, conjuring outrageous stories, myths and legends on it. Many hymns are based on it. Well obviously, there is nothing like it! I hope you don't drown in my love for the ocean but see where I am going.

As I sit here, in my boat, writing what I am going to tell you, I remember my week. I remember on Monday being so happy, awaiting the rest of the week, planning my study times and all that jazz. Then I remember sitting in Caribbean Civilization and in two two's (not four) my sky became dark and I was pannoyed at this lecturer. He was talking about Religion and Spirituality. I've come to realise that human wisdom is like modular arithmetic. In modular arithmetic, there are only a finite set of numbers - eg. a clock only has 12 numbers. So when one has hit the highest point (12) you just go back to the beginning (12 + 1 = 13? No, 12+ 1 = 1 [mod 12]). Does that make sense? So the lecturer, who got his doctorate last Saturday, explained that Africans did not have a religion, he likes to call them "Spiritual Technologies" (and we go back to 1). He went on to say, that in religions there is the belief that only one way is right but when one uses a spiritual technology, he/she believes that there are many right ways (that seems like a very primitive technology). That raises a lot of questions I am not entertaining.

Then I remember my wonderful Tuesday at Campus Crusade for Christ and that gift of conversation I was given with Sam (from the Logos hope). Then I remember Wednesday and Thursday and taking the day off on Friday and skip all of those unexciting moments. For certain though, I will never stay at Eagle Hall Tabernacle by myself again. On Wednesday, I decided to leave school, because I was just sick of being there, to go to drumming classes. As I was in the car eating my lunch and listening to the radio, I made face contact with this random guy walking down the street. How did he see me between the gate? I don't know. Anyway, he walked in the parking lot and popped up by my window and said, "Can you do me a favour?...I want to get a chocolate from the supermarket so I wanted to know if you could help me." So what did I think? "Umm...strange but I guess I could give you a ride. Which supermarket is this?" As I stared wondering these things (especially where he came from) he asked me for $4. My next thought was "There is chocolate that costs $4. That must be really big." I told him that I had no money (because I didn't) yet I was quite disappointed that he didn't ask for a ride. He left and then I went to sleep. As I slept I could hear the grass moving across the road and people's footsteps as they walked past the car. I was in a state of heightened attention, so I barely slept. All the while I was thinking, "Ya know, someone could easily put their hand in the FULLY OPENED window and steal something or do something worse. Pretty strange, eh? Only in Barbados. That was probably the worse hour I had that week (the lecturer had me vex for 20 min, then I shut him off).

I finally snap back to reality, rested from my break and ready to tackle this paper. If not for God's mercies where I could be is limitless. If it had not been for the Lord on my side (literally) where would I be? I have three more weeks of school and to those who are preparing for exams I pray that you would study and God would give you the success he wants to give you.

Grace and Peace.