What a busy scene this is, getting the big ship ready to go out into the great deep.
It seems the men are at the last job and that is the painting. Soon it will be away so far, that those on shore will not be able to see anything but the water and the sky. All may seem bright for awhile, but then the storm comes up, the ship founders and sinks, often with all the rich cargo, but her owners will receive insurance which will cover the value of cargo and vessel.
What insurance is there for the seamen who go down with her? No golden policy covers the priceless value of their souls; and when the struggle is made in the boisterous waves, with many, no glory above will arise to their view, for they were strangers to the blessed Saviour.
Such is the case with most of the seamen. They are a rough, godless class of men, but they have souls, and will spend eternity like others, either with Christ in glory, or fiends in despair.
You, as well as the seamen, need Christ as Saviour.
ML 08/13/1939