A seaman meets a pirate in a port, and talk turns to their adventures on the sea. The seaman notes that the pirate has a peg-leg, a hook, and an eye patch. The seaman asks, "So, how did you end up with the peg-leg?"
The pirate replies, "We were in a storm at sea, and I was swept overboard into a school of sharks. Just as my men were pulling me out, a shark bit my leg off."
"Wow!" said the seaman. "What about your hook"?
"Well," replied the pirate, "We were boarding an enemy ship and were battling the other sailors with swords. One of the enemy cut my hand off."
"Incredible!" remarked the seaman. "How did you get the eye patch?"
"A seagull dropping fell into my eye," replied the pirate.
"You lost your eye to a seagull dropping?" the sailor asked incredulously.
"Not exactly," said the pirate, "it was my first day with the hook.".... So this reminds me of Acts 27 where Paul is on a ship with other prisoners, when the storm comes and everyone thinks it's the end. Paul hears from an angel, that they will be spared, that God graciously had given the lives of all who were with Paul.
This brings me to the 'seagull' moment in the story above ... and how in the storms of life we would love to see the seagull on the horizon, the shoreline, the hope and dry land.
But we must be sure that we're not forgetting the God who brought us through the storm -- the hook of hope that brings us out of the darkest days. And no, God won't poke you in the eye.
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