Nothing could be seen except water and sky. Smooth waters made the ship appear to glide across a giant mirror. With no obstruction, the water stretched to the horizon.
Fresh coffee in hand perked my senses to catch the exact beginning of the day. The morning light overtook the shadow of night. The night’s chill faded as the beaming sphere slid into place to dominate the scene. A crescendo of colors blazed through fresh white clouds. The sea radiated with a bright blue color and intermittent white caps as it greeted the sun. The air felt fresh on my face. Gulls soared. Dolphins broke the waves as if they came to escort our ship.
Perhaps evening would provide a better glimpse of the sun’s disappearance. I was wrong - again. Many times, the day ended like a fireworks finale. Hiding behind clouds, the glowing sphere outlined each edge and threw color rays that painted the side of the ship. These special revelations were unpredictable and awesome, and revealed an overwhelming evidence of God.
“And God said, ‘Let there be light,’ and there was light. God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness. God called the light ‘day,’ and the darkness he called ‘night.’ And there was evening, and there was morning—the first day.” Genesis 1:3-5 NIV