Where are we today? Tobago

 This post by Elizabeth:


The Zuiderdam in port

We had an amazing day in Tobago.  We docked in Scarborough, and, when we got off the ship, we were greeted with festive music and a few dancers in local costumes.  We had made plans to attend the local group in our family of churches, and one of the local couples, Norman and Ruth, gave us a ride from the terminal to where the church meets. While we were waiting for them, we were caught in a tropical downpour, and I (Elizabeth) arrived at church rain slicked hair and a soaked blouse.  No one seemed to mind, and all were welcoming.




When coming to a port, the main captain often allows a harbor pilot, who knows the local waters, to pilot the ship to dock. This is the boat that brought the Scarborough harbor pilot to our ship.

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The Scarborough church


After church, Norman and Ruth drove us across the island to meet some of the church members at a beach-side restaurant called Waves.  Along the way, they drove us to some of the scenic spots and also to a place that has been important in Tobago's long history.  By turns, various indigenous tribes from the Orinoco delta in South America settled Tobago.  Once European colonization started, Tobago changed hands 33 different times.

When contemplating this journey, Psalm 139:9-10 came to my heart.  Then, our young pro small group gave us each a copy of Psalms interspersed with blank pages for journaling.  Tobago is currently doing a deep dive into Psalms.  Hmm...Maybe, I'll meditate on the Psalms during this trip. 

Now, we have set sail for Devil's Island.  


Comments

  1. From our cruising days we'd often read Psalm 107, especially from vs. 23 on which reminds us that sailors experience God's goodness and his wonderful works.

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  2. Beautiful reminder of God's greatness.

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