There She Goes

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Thought for the Day . . .

 

 

I am standing upon the seashore. 

A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.  She is an object of beauty and strength.  I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then someone at my side says, “There, she is gone!”

“Gone where?”

Gone from my sight.  That is all.  She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

Her diminished size is in me, not in her.  And just at the moment someone at my side says, “There, she is gone!” there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, “Here she comes!”

And that…is dying.

~Author unknown

18 comments on “There She Goes

  1. Grandma Kc says:

    That was beautiful. Thank you for sharing it.

  2. Reblogged this on A Satisfied Spirit and commented:
    Some very thought provoking words here. Thanks to my friend Jeanne at Women’s Window.

  3. Jeanne that is an awesome story. I’m going to reblog it. Blessings to you and yours. Marie

  4. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    FOR THOSE NEEDING COMFORT AT THEIR TIME OF LOSS….

  5. A very interesting and comforting analogy! Thank you for bringing it forward.

  6. Jayne says:

    I love it! What a great way to vision life!

    • Thanks, Jayne, for your sharing here. Am loving your posts on your blog, as always. You have such a diverse collection and filled with your own special insight.

      Blessings, young lady. 🙂

  7. This one contains a wealth of ‘food for thought.’ The mind, body and soul has much to work with in that mast of sails. Thank you for sharing.

    • A subject for great pondering. As you wrote, “food for thought.” Amen! Isn’t life awesome, Sheri? Totally overwhelming to our finite minds. But . . .just enough to keep us looking towards “home.” Amen

  8. Makes one think, doesn’t it? I remember when people have died in the past few years, thinking about that ‘wall’ that they have passed through. One minute they were on this side of it, the next they were gone, as if a door had opened and swept them out of this world into another. Which, I guess, is exactly what happened. We can only imagine what happened on the other side.

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