Sailing the Unknown

Sailing the Unknown

Captain Milo Lupholt Log:
June 29th, 2013

The crew boarded me vessel, the Nautilus II, no more than an hour after dinner. They were a bunch o’ the silliest looking greenhorns I ever laid eyes up! Was hard put to it, tryin’ to keep a straight face as I went over the rules of me ship. Only have myself and five other real crew-members worth mentioning, the others’ll be shark-bait before the mornin’s half done.

We shoved off after the preliminary talking to. It was looking to be a foggy, dangerous night. Could hardly see but a few feet with all the fog that’d set in that mornin’. A few clicks out, we were out o’ the fog and into a bright, sunlit evening.¬†Took us a right long time to reach our destination, the dangerous waters near the ancient volcano, Mount Augustine. Had a young greenhorn sitting right in front of me captain’s window, had to tell ‘im to move. He sat up at the bow of the boat for close to an hour, mostly alone, enjoying the ocean it seemed. The sun was out, the waves reflecting it like a million brilliant stars in the sea; I hadn’t long to wonder why he was out there.

Upon arriving, we set about getting the crew ready to load up the ship with halibut. I had hoped to have a few more experienced bodies on board in case things went south, but ya play with what yer dealt. The crew began, and it wasn’t until around midnight we had the number I’d set. They were awful clumsy, like they’d ne’er held a rod before! I bet my landlubber of a granny could set and reel better than half those scallywags! I must admit, it was quite entertainin’ at times, watchin’ em fall and flop all over the deck…

Hit our limit and the crew went into the hold. Some slept, others only tried to sleep. Felt sorry for some of the poor old un’s, but there’s not much a capt’n can do on the sea. Without the Lord on board to stop the sea a churnin’, they’d have to weather the waves like any old sea dog.

Woke early the next morning, got the crew up as well. It was dark, with a shallow ceiling and 4 or so foot waves. It rocked us mighty fierce, made it difficult to find a decent place. We set off at a brisk pace for a good spot to drop the lines. Took me a couple tries, but finally happened on a venerable trove of the fish. It was the strangest sight I ever did see though, when that green crew got five lines tangled together on the first drop! I was astounded! One of the lines even ‘ad a fish, which the poor fellow lost in the confusion.

The crew was reeling them in quick, only had trouble with one greenhorn after all the others had met their quoata. He’d lost at least 5 baits to the fish and come up empty-handed every time! Fellow had awful luck fishing, didn’t seem to bug ‘im much though. The crew decided to ‘elp ‘im out and they decided to all try and set a hook fer the lad. Well no sooner had the let their lines down, then they all three had fish biting! The boy had his choice of the largest of three fish in the end, that being the one on his own pole.

After that, we set off for home. It took us about 2 to 3 hours to make it back. The skies looked threatening, but we didn’t meet a squall the whole time. Made it back with the crew not very much the worse off. We unloaded everything on the dock, and the new crew left. I wonder if they’ll ever be back, silly to think I may run into them again. It’s a vast ocean, but a small world, mayhaps our courses will cross someday. Well, it’s been a long day, time for some shut-eye…

End of Captain Milo Lupholt’s Log

Looking Up

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We kept to the path,
Straight as a knife;
Continuing on,
Finally arrived.
But looking back now,
On the trail we tread;
It wasn’t the goal,
Pushing us ahead.
I see now what inspired me,
What helped me every step;
The gentle voice, the strong arms,
Of a friend helping me up.
When I stumbled,
Every time I tripped;
They held my hand,
A loving, firm grip.
When I became discouraged,
The climb too hard;
They were there to encourage,
“Look up! Take heart!”
Looking up, all I saw,
Was the long, long path;
My friend smiled, shook their head,
“Look higher than that!”
So I moved my gaze upwards,
Up into the sky;
What wonders I beheld,
Oh how beautiful the sight!
I forgot all my worries,
My struggles and my falls;
God had given me new hope,
New energy He installed.
The sky met the ground,
At the horizon they said hello;
I look at that horizon now,
Wherever I go.
On that path so difficult,
With potholes, rocks, and sand;
God taught me something important,
To “Look up”, “Look higher”, by the voice of a friend.

Adventure Planet

Adventure Planet

Many days ago, I looked in the distance.
And saw a great mountain, and promised to climb it.
Across deserts and hills, streams and mountains;
‘Til I reached that peak, of so great a foundation.
The trials and hardship, of every step foward,
Great sorrow and anguish, when I backslid down further.
Running, walking, hiking, and climbing;
On all fours, I continued crawling.
Onward I pushed, for I knew the reward;
Of enduring to the end, the end of this world.
Life is an adventure, unknown and exciting;
Every day a surprise, God’s will He’s unveiling.
I struggled and pushed, past sweat and blood;
Every inch of pain, every minute so far.
I would not have made it far, without the Lord’s hand;
He gave a Comforter, and he gave me some friends.
Friends so faithful, loving and kind;
My fellow comrades, ’til the day that I die!
We made it at last, to the top of the peak;
overlooking the sands, some hills, and some streams.
In glory we meet our loving Creator;
Who died, and rose, and became our dear Savior.
This dream I do have, is in the near future;
It feels so real at the end of this adventure.
I look all around, at my friends and family;
And think of the adventure, that is only just beginning…

Summer Green

Summer Green

As we reach Midsummer’s Eve,
I stop and see, all the green;
leaves, grass, moss and trees,
in sunshine’s bright and brilliant beams.
Twilight comes and passes fast,
The moon still hides in Hatcher Pass;
I wait in the land of the Midnight Sun,
Wait for tomorrow to finally come.
Adventure awaits each day of mine,
Some slow, some fast, and some just right;
I enjoy the day, the sun so bright,
I thank the Lord for His sacrifice.
Like the leaf that lives in seasons but once,
So Christ gave salvation to all of us;
Though dead on a twig he fell to the earth,
Springtime brought resurrection, new birth!
So I look at this leaf that grows,
And wonder at what God has done;
This green creation He did sew alone,
The branch it stays home until autumn.
When it leaves the twig, it mourns so sound,
Joins it’s brothers on the ground;
It will return when the season comes,
When it does, it will sing a brand new song!
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My friend so green, with eyes of a leaf,
Looks to find, a sweet relief.
God blows the wind, wherever He will,
Follow the wind, follow His will…

Ultimate Frisbee

Ultimate Frisbee

We enter the battlefield,
Like champions we march;
To do battle with the other,
A violent deathmatch.
The flick of a wrist,
The wrench of an arm;
The bodies will twist,
But we march ever on!
We run to and fro,
Like hounds in a chase;
To catch the white rabbit,
Which always escapes.
Why do we do this?
What purpose does it serve,
To go crashing and smashing,
Til we all go home hurt?
For glory, for honor,
Or so it might seem;
But it is for Christ,
That I, enjoy this misery.
The King of the Ages,
Ancient before days;
Has given His Word,
A mighty strong blade.
We fight a long war,
In the battle of life;
But I will never surrender
Now that He’s in my life.
I will run onward,
Past all the enemies;
And take the frisbee,
All the way to victory.

Mountains of Life’s Journey

Mountains of Life's Journey

Difficult climb to the top of the mountain,
First step, next grip, keeps the momentum;
Search for the peak, the head of a titan,
One trial, one path, and my determination.
Struggles met on the narrow, steep ridge,
Temptations and trials, all seem authentic;
Stay to the trail, don’t fall off a cliff,
A lion waits at the bottom, hungry and quick!
At last at the top, or so it would seem,
On a ledge I did look at the distant scene…
A giant among dwarfs loomed beyond me,
Flaunting, harassing, and curiosity provoking.
“Someday,” I say, with utmost certainty,
“I will reach that peak at the end of my journey.”

Sunshine Blue

Sunshine Blue

As I ride the sky through the water so deep,
Past mountains, clouds, and submarines;
I think of the friends who help me to fly,
Through the storms, wakes, and rapids of life.
I fly through the air without a care,
My wings, the oars, help me to soar;
Not on my own, lest I should fall,
Together, we row and paddle ’til dawn.
To the horizon we travel, so far,
Not knowing the way, “Maps are too hard”;
Round bends and streams and islands we go,
Through tunnels and portals we continue to row!
We were almost there, or so it would seem,
‘Til the Whoshliverbeliner started to scream…
Oh how it thundered, so deep and loud;
With ripples in the sky, it shook every mount.
We barely survived, the craft started to sink!
“Full power ahead!” The captain did speak;
So we pushed through that gargantuous storm,
Made it across, and shortly fled home.
Now I sit here, thinking back on the days,
Of friends, adventures, and many tall tales;
The sun starts to set, dusk draws near;
Sleep starts to take me, another quest for me there…