48 hours adrift on Georgian Bay

When I was much younger the Wasaga Beach on Georgian Bay was a drawing place for Sun Worshippers. You could get all the sun you wanted within a short time. There was definitely all the water you would ever want too…turquoise in colour at times with its white wave crests. In my memory there was always a light breeze blowing from the northwest. It was a wonderful place.

My thoughts returned there yesterday as I read of two young ladies that had been lost of the Georgian Bay for over 48 hours. Apparently the weather changed radically as they floated about in their small dinghy on this beautiful bay. In fact the dinghy traveled over 60 kms – or 40 miles to the east and north from where they launched it.

A Google search of the story yielded many stories already published. The world definitely has been watching this story unfold.

One of the statements made by one of the girls said, "I'm never going near water again, especially in a dinghy."

They washed up on a shore of a rocky island and then waited for help to possibly come along.

The account of their plight and rescue has stirred me. How will their life change after this encounter with an end of it all?

Their account has shocked me back to a few times when I didn’t know if I would make it or not. In fact it was a few hundred kms south of this area that my wife and I, together with our daughters and two of my in-laws, were lost over night in a rocky area of the Niagara Escarpment many years earlier.

I think that is what made me shudder just a little when I read the story.

Life has its changing moments. Places where we will never be the same again from that moment on.

Together with these young ladies and their families I am thankful for what has taken place for them. Prayers have been answered and an amazing system of life saving has worked again. Now the rest of their lives will take place.

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

From - http://www.thestar.com/News/GTA/article/258959