shipwreck

Walking in the outside deck as our ship sail away from the port i couldn't help but compare life like sailing, sometimes the ocean would be so calm and quiet and there are times that it would get so rough... in both times the ship is in the hand of the captain.

Six months ago i was tending my pharmacy, i was home with my family and with the company of really good friends. i was quiet contented with it. Then a call came , it was from a friend working in florida, asking me if i wanted to work in the ship where he is currently employed, though i was contented with how my life goes, the thought of working and living abroad plus the promise of a better future thrills me.

After 2 months of preparations, i boarded the plane (for the first time) heading for San Francisco, had 2 connecting flights and then boom!!!! my life was changed.!!!! I'm no longer tending my small pharmacy, instead i'm dressed in a sailor uniform with a nameplate indicating where i'm from, no longer with my family instead with the people i've never known , no longer with the company of good friends instead with a friend. How fast life could change.

My friend keep on reminding me that life in a ship is far from landbased living. He advice me not to trust easily. he told me everything i need to know about living and working here. all those do's and dont's. i could say as a friend he had done his part. but i was so stubborn to listen, despite all his warnings i still did what i thought would make my stay here happy and exciting. I accepted almost all "drinking session" invitations. Bad habits that i had given up when i became a christian a year and half ago. I thought i was over it but there i was drinking and smoking endlessly, destroying the life God has given me. I barely pray nor read my Bible , i was so busy with my own stuff, so busy hurting the people who cares for me. I was having a lot of fun with my new company and i ignored my old friend. i know he was hurt by the choices i made but i seem not to care. Every time he check on me, i would just hear what he had to say but i never took it seriously. I thought everything would be fine , until the repercussions of what ive done came crushing back to me. Troubles came in and out of my life. until i felt like a captain who decided to sail away, ignoring the signs and warnings of a stormy weather.......a captain who had his shipwreck eventually.

I was in deep shit. then i remember my friend , God and my Bible. If only i had listen to him i wouldn't be living a troubled life, if only i cling on to God and his words i would have live accordingly. If only.... but i did not do what i should have done. Now i need to face the consequences of the choices i made. I gather up all my strenght and kneel back to God asking him to please help me get thru this. I have learned my lesson the hard way.