God preserves us

One day years ago, I took an overnight ferry from Harwich, England, to Bremerhaven, Germany. We had sailed in calm waters for a number of hours, but when night fell a violent storm suddenly arose. The ship was tossed not only from bow to stern but also from side to side.  

We were instructed by the captain to go to our cabins. As I walked past the dining room I saw all the tables and chairs rocketing from one side of the room to the other and smashing into the walls. I was really scared—I felt helpless, and thought I was going to die. Holding on to everything that was fixed, I made my way down to my cabin. But the cabin was claustrophobic, and there seemed no way of escape.

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