A long time ago, I heard a significant sermon from a past Pastor that has stuck with me for more than two decades. He told us of a memorable story of being stuck on a small sailboat out at sea, being blasted by a freak storm. His message began with a vivid image of sailing out of a harbor baked by the afternoon sun. He mentioned the sun peaking through the tall grasses on the side of the shoreline, looking like a golden coating. The water was dancing, shimmering from the power of the August sunshine. I remember clearly, his almost sarcastic smile as he told us he knew that God was blessing their journey, their boat, and of course, them too.