It took six days to cross the great Atlantic Ocean to our first port of call, the Azore Islands. Those days were ones of relaxation with plenty of time to read, knit, go to movies and other various shows, work out and get caught up on much needed sleep. Each day we lost an hour because we had to turn our clock back as we crossed time zones.
The first couple days were warm ones with nice sea breezes and we were able to read on our balcony or by the pool. After the sun went down we would go up on deck for a movie under the stars but the evenings soon grew cooler and cooler and we were bundled in wool blankets. There was just enough light to knit the SKYP Socks I had brought along to knit in a Celtic color to remind me forever of the beautiful green UK islands.
The sea is awfully big and stretched before, around and behind us. I don’t believe it is possible to truly comprehend its immensity unless you are traveling by sea. Twice I saw a ship in the distance – but only twice. One time a dolphin danced in the wake our ship and on another day hubby saw a school of flying fish. But often I thought of the Creator and what had been brought forth out of the words of His mouth. I pondered, meditated and praised not the creation but the Creator and my heart was filled with all of His awesomeness.
When I look up at the heavens, which your fingers made,
Of what importance is the human race, that you should notice them?
You grant mankind honor and majesty; you appoint them to rule over your creation;
including all the sheep and cattle,
the birds in the sky, the fish in the sea
and everything that moves through the currents of the seas.
O Lord, our Lord,