Drifting Still

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This is a short story dealing with the uncertain path of our lives written as an allegory. Questions are included at the end of each chapter that can be used for personal reflection or as a small group discussion.

The introduction is below with each chapter on a separate page.

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“To my best count, I have been in this rowboat for forty-four days…”

I pause, unsure of myself now that I’ve begun. 

“…give or take the most severe storms when I couldn’t tell up from down, let alone day from night.  I have run out of food and fresh water more times that I’d like to recall.  There were days when the sun beat down with such ferocity I felt like I was being baked alive.  Followed by nights spent chilled to the bone.”

I’m speaking more to myself than him, the words barely more than a whisper.

“But always, always, just when I would resign myself to capsizing or starvation or hypothermia, relief would come.  Every single time.”