Cruise 02

Endeavouring to keep the Lord's Day was not easy. The ship went full steam ahead towards Corsica (I hadn't really grasped how big the Med is) and on the ship we seemed to be the only ones seeking to keep the Sabbath. It reminded me of Brainerd's comment on the Indians he sought to reach. We had to do a safety drill in the morning. My dad (78 next month) overdid it a bit on the stairs and had to use a wheelchair. The presence of a doctor landed him with a hefty medical bill before the end of the week which I hope he'll be able to reclaim. The rest of us (Eleri, me, my 5 boys, Gail and her four) gathered later (am and pm) in our cabin for services. I preached (in a more informal manner than usual) on aspects of the cross and we lined out some verses of hymns to sing including Eternal Father strong to save pm). It was okay but a bit of an effort - such an effort that we didn't try anything like it the rest of the week, which was a little one sided I guess. Some of the boys were seasick and Eleri felt a little queasy but tablets solved it. I was surprised at the swell in such a large boat.