The Fisherman and His Boy
A fisherman and his boy were sailing together in a boat one morning. About noon the sky became clouded, and soon a hurricane began to blow. Lowering the sail, the boat heeled over, and both oars were lost. The frail boat was now at the mercy of wind and waves, and it seemed certain that a watery grave must soon he the portion of that brave fisherman and his boy. The father removed the boat’s seat and strapped his son firmly to it, in the hope that he might by this means float to the shore if the boat swamped. When the boy saw this, he cried out,
“No, no, father, tie me to yourself, we must sink or swim together.”
A lull in the storm and a rift in the clouds, showed the lighthouse a short distance off, and in a very short time two of the brave keepers, who had been on the look-out and had seen their danger, appeared in a boat, and rescued them.
The fisher-boy’s touching request aptly expresses what has been done for every saved sinner. He has been bound up in the bundle of life with Christ, so that Christ and he must sink or swim together.
Sink did I say? No, never. The Son of God risen from the dead dieth no more. Death has no more dominion over Him. He liveth evermore. So must all His people, for He has said,
ML 04/10/1938