Oceans for emotions: God can even heal the sick ocean

Nov. 4, 2011 at 6:04 a.m.

Elaine Wheat

Elaine Wheat

By Elaine Wheat

"A friend loveth at all times."

- Proverbs 17:17

My friend, "Ocean," is sick from the red tide, and I was planning on going to see my sick friend as any good friend should.

My friends told me that I couldn't go because CNN had proclaimed that anyone who was elderly, had a weakened immune system, a respiratory illness or anything else that I might even have in the near future shouldn't go see the sea. I threw a screaming fit, stomped my feet, and fell over on the floor, all of which did not prove what I was saying about being old enough to do what I wanted.

I got grounded and sent to my room. I went off to be alone still grumbling that age 75 use to be elderly, but it isn't anymore since I am one. How could I grow elderly if I haven't even grown up yet?

Red tide is covering all the Gulf and bay lines that stretch along the Texas beaches. It kills oysters and clams and other completely shelled ocean life, and now the fin fish are being killed. My poor ocean. I will at least write it a get-well card, thank you note or love letter since I can't go and put a cool rag on his wrinkled forehead:

Hello, Ocean, my old friend. I love you because you have always been there for me and all those who seek you. How does it feel being the biggest thing on Earth? I feel at one with you because I know that a part of you is made up of me, a few tears from broken dreams and colored by little splashes of blood from rock dents.

I love your waves that dash and crash out deep, but like we all should, they slow down, bubble and softly kiss the sand that holds us.

I love your colors: Patient pink waiting for the morning. Gun metal grey warning us to watch out. Your blues, greens and dark colors show when you get serious, and the sparkling sprinkles that you use on special occasions make you look like you stayed up all night getting ready to see us.

Get well, my dearest friend.

Dear Lord, you made the sea, now please make him well.



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