Changing Course

She sailed on the sea of anger for over a year. Churning waves tossed her vessel around, tearing at its hull and mast.  The very sails that would have saved her were tattered.  Those she loved were tossed around: The smell of vomit and fear permeated the cabin.  There was no course charted — she just allowed her direction to be dictated by the churning sea.  The whitecaps boiled and whirlpools threatened. Her craft and her compass spun in circles.

She decisively and firmly grasped the ship’s wheel, cutting into the wind and sailing for the calmer seas of forgiveness.  She then charted a new course —  one based on discipline and love.  She scrubbed the cabin, cleaning up the messes she had created.  The ship rocked gently. The angry dark seas turned into rolling blue waves.

She changed course and became the captain of her own destiny.  And her journey was only just now beginning. Hurricane Anger had dissipated into a calm sea.