letter to a long lost friend

When I first heard that you were going to sail the ocean, I thought to myself it would be quite a learning experience. I didn't want you to leave because I knew you had a lot of growing up left to do before you put your life at risk. But being the faithful friend I am, I let you go and supported your decision. It seems like it was only yesterday when I watched as you left this tattered wooden dock. The unsure smile on your face as you waved goodbye assured me that I would have to keep a close eye on you throughout your journey. But when do I not? You should have seen your face when those surfers "accidentally" splashed freezing cold water all over you during one of your many short-lived naps. It was priceless! =) I bet you didn't think I could still see you as you drifted onto a nearby island, but I definitely could. A pretty island with lots of people...fun, right??... I know you know that the people there didn't want anything to do with you. I saw it coming, and could have spared you some heartache if you had only been listening to my voice. I know rejection hurts. Believe me, I know. But I also know there's still hope...which is why I'm writing you this letter. Did I mention I saw you drift further down to the next island? Apparently your new friends there just wanted your boat. To them it was a way to escape the place they had not planned on calling their home for so long. I noticed they made it off the island just fine, and I'm proud of them for choosing to do so. I also noticed that you were fighting for your life as you swam towards the boat you knew you'd never catch up to. For a moment I felt your fear of drowning, and begged you to catch your breath and to forget about that precious boat of yours. I know how much you invested in it, but I wanted you to realize that no boat or raft could save you at this point. You have no idea how badly I wanted to come rescue you myself. But every time I called your name, you let the waves carry your body further and further away from my voice. You should have kept fighting against the waves. I mean, who wants to be out there all alone? You looked miserable! I wish you would've called as soon as you got lost. It would have saved us both a good amount of grief. These days I can see the top of your head bobbing up for air every few moments. The thing I want most is for you to cry out for help. I know better than anyone that you don't want to give up. So, I hope these waters carry this note the same direction they're carrying you, and I hope you find it soon. Just remember that I can rescue you no matter how far you drift away from me. Just call my name! I still care about you more than you can comprehend, and I'm longing to hear from you...


Love,
God