When do we know when our ship has come in? When do we feel we've earned our reward?

The ship was sailing out on the sea, waiting for the day it comes to shore.

The ship comes to each in a different way, and it comes the moment we're ready,

not a second before.

She abides out on the tide lurking in the distant wind, patiently waiting for our lives to begin.

Only she knows that particular moment in time, when we and God's plan begins to define.

Define who we are and our own little niche and gain the keys to the kingdom of wisdom like the loaves and the fish.

We actually see our ships before they ever come to moor and tie up to our docks.

But it takes all we can implore and to think outside that box, to go from Human to heaven to see our own paradox and behaviors to see who we really are just so we can sail off somewhere toward that Eastern star..Yes, when our ships do come in we start

to realize that are ships are our Creator ...just dressed in disguise.

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