Good Friday

So I'm standing on the deck watching a full (or near full) moon rise over the jungle, and the sky is perfectly clear with no chance of rain, when all of a sudden the wind whips up into a frenzy and the temperature drops. I hear the obvious "rush" sound coming towards me as the wind pushes though the trees, and as it passes me only then do I hear the scraping, creaking, and almost moaning sound of the trees themselves rubbing against each other and I recognize it. It's the same sound as you would have heard on the deck of a tall ship as the masts strained against the rigging's when the wind took hold of the sails!

So what does this have to do with Good Friday? Just think of how many ships have sailed across the oceans carrying hundreds and thousands of people to see the Holy land!

Nature was merely taking a few minutes to point out the importance of this day, by using the wind and the trees to take me on a trip through history.

Happy Easter!