Chapter 8

There is a thud as our boat makes shore.  

Looking around I see that it is a beautiful land.  It is home, and I know it.

And yet… 

I find myself lingering, hesitant to step out of the boat.  I have waited for this moment for so long, only to find myself paralyzed by indecision now that it is finally here. 

Fears and doubts resurface.  What if I can’t find a job?  Or a home?  Or what if I’m not welcome among these people?

I’m perched on the side of a boat which now feels awkwardly still.  

And then I notice a movement behind me and turn to find his eyes searching my face.  

We had become traveling companions through what seemed to be a strange coincidence.  But then sharing our stories had brought encouragement, and sharing our wounds had helped them to heal.  And it was his playfulness that had reminded me to trust the boat to make landfall where it would.

Now his silent curiosity helps me to take the next right step.  Onto the sand.

To follow my path, even when it leads in a different direction than his own.

Reflection Questions:

What is the next right step in your life?

What would it look like to take it?