A Meeting

I kneel upon a sandy shore

where I have often been before,

though usually there are folks galore —

But now, there’s only me

and this kindly Man of Galilee.

Over lapping waves I hear Him speak,

“Dear child, it is My might you seek

to overcome where you are weak.”

I look, and then His face I see,

this benevolent Man of Galilee.

“Oh, yes. Oh, yes!” I stretch my hand,

hoping He will understand

how very much I want to stand —

How much I yearn to be

like Him, this Man of Galilee.

He reaches then His own scarred limb

to bring my heart up close to Him,

until I feel a strength within —

I rise to walk along the sea

beside this Man of Galilee.

Chris Ahlemann