June 28, 2026, entered in Sara Kendrick's Lighthouse contest
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The sea grows turbulent; the lone ship veers off-course. The night becomes the enemy of crew and captain. Struck with worst of fears, they peer into the void; no light they see. Their hope is waning fast, but then a light directs the seamen safely to the shore. A lighthouse is their savior on this night. Their story joins the wealth of sailors’ lore. When life’s chaotic and devoid of peace, I ask the Lord to guide me through the storms. He is the Light who bids my angst to cease and banishes the dark in all its forms.
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