Since much time had been lost and sailing was now dangerous, because even the Fast had already gone by, Paul advised them, saying, ‘Sirs, I can see that the voyage will be with danger and much heavy loss, not only of the cargo and the ship, but also of our lives.’ But the centurion paid more attention to the pilot and to the owner of the ship than to what Paul said. Since the harbour was not suitable for spending the winter, the majority was in favour of putting to sea from there, on the chance that somehow they could reach Phoenix, where they could spend the winter. It was a harbour of Crete, facing south-west and north-west.
When a moderate south wind began to blow, they thought they could achieve their purpose; so, they weighed anchor and began to sail past Crete, close to the shore. But soon a violent wind, called the northeaster, rushed down from Crete. Since the ship was caught and could not be turned with its head to the wind, we gave way to it and were driven. By running under the lee of a small island called Cauda we were scarcely able to get the ship’s boat under control. After hoisting it up they took measures to undergird the ship; then, fearing that they would run on the Syrtis, they lowered the sea-anchor and so were driven. We were being pounded by the storm so violently that on the next day they began to throw the cargo overboard, and on the third day with their own hands they threw the ship’s tackle overboard. When neither sun nor stars appeared for many days, and no small tempest raged, all hope of our being saved was at last abandoned.
Since they had been without food for a long time, Paul then stood up among them and said, ‘Men, you should have listened to me and not have set sail from Crete and thereby avoided this damage and loss. I urge you now to keep up your courage, for there will be no loss of life among you, but only of the ship. For last night there stood by me an angel of the God to whom I belong and whom I worship, and he said, “Do not be afraid, Paul; you must stand before the emperor; and indeed, God has granted safety to all those who are sailing with you.” So, keep up your courage, men, for I have faith in God that it will be exactly as I have been told. But we will have to run aground on some island.’
When the fourteenth night had come, as we were drifting across the sea of Adria, about midnight the sailors suspected that they were nearing land. So, they took soundings and found twenty fathoms; a little farther on they took soundings again and found fifteen fathoms. Fearing that we might run on the rocks, they let down four anchors from the stern and prayed for day to come. But when the sailors tried to escape from the ship and had lowered the boat into the sea, on the pretext of putting out anchors from the bow, Paul said to the centurion and the soldiers, ‘Unless these men stay in the ship, you cannot be saved.’ Then the soldiers cut away the ropes of the boat and set it adrift.
Just before daybreak, Paul urged all of them to take some food, saying, ‘Today is the fourteenth day that you have been in suspense and remaining without food, having eaten nothing. Therefore I urge you to take some food, for it will help you survive; for none of you will lose a hair from your heads.’ After he had said this, he took bread; and giving thanks to God in the presence of all, he broke it and began to eat. Then all of them were encouraged and took food for themselves. (We were in all two hundred and seventy-six persons in the ship.) After they had satisfied their hunger, they lightened the ship by throwing the wheat into the sea.
In the morning, they did not recognize the land, but they noticed a bay with a beach, on which they planned to run the ship ashore, if they could. So, they cast off the anchors and left them in the sea. At the same time, they loosened the ropes that tied the steering-oars; then hoisting the foresail to the wind, they made for the beach. But striking a reef, they ran the ship aground; the bow stuck and remained immovable, but the stern was being broken up by the force of the waves. The soldiers’ plan was to kill the prisoners, so that none might swim away and escape;
Many years ago, I worked on-board ferries operating on the Irish Sea. This passage from Acts reminds me of many crossings where we set out in good weather and the conditions changed quickly and dramatically. This wasn’t always a problem on the conventional heavily built ships, but on an aluminium fast ferry, the motion and the pounding of the wind and the waves against the relatively light hull was, at times, quite pronounced.
While there is a real fear to being subjected to the power of the elements, being in stormy crossings have been the times in my life of faith where I have felt most acutely close to God.
Realising that God is in command of the elements and in the power of the storm; allowing myself to see quite plainly that I had no power at all over the waves through which we were battling or over the howling winds which unsettled and shook us allowed me to see that I didn’t need to have the answers for everything, God is in control.
Sailing into Douglas Isle of Man has its own quirks, my nautical friend tells me that this is due to the strong westerly winds and the converging north and south currents in the bay. This final part of the journey into port really can be the most demanding and the feeling of sailing into the stillness of the harbour is a welcome relief.
We all battle through storms of many forms, ones in nature and ones which rage within us. Each of them is real, powerful and can be incredibly challenging. The harbour lights can offer hope in the worst tempests and I believe that God is in the storm, guiding, supporting and offering much needed hope.
God of the storm and the calm, When we feel battered by the elements which rage around us, offer us your reassurance and hope. When we feel powerless to control what is happening to us and around us, offer us your guiding light and course to travel. When we desperately seek assurances and long for security from the tempest, offer us the safety of your calm waters and safe moorings. Help us to create the places of safety for other people as they weather their storms, build in us the harbours of hope for the world around us. Amen.
John Grundy is a Student Minister at Northern College.
St. Andrew's United Reformed Church - The United Reformed Church in Monkseaton and Whitley Bay
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