Chapter 27 of the Peter and Gertrud Klopp Story – Part IV

Gale Force 7 in the North Atlantic

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The calm sea and the sunshine are deceiving (my sister and I relaxing on deck of the Ryndam)

After a few days of calm and sunny weather a violent storm broke out, which put an end to the leisurely lounging on deck and made most passengers withdraw into their cabins. I entered into my travelogue:

“ Today is an especially stormy day. Most passengers don’t dare to come on deck. They play cards instead or while away the long hours in some other way. But outside awaits the intrepid traveler an indescribable experience. I believe, if you fellow travelers were not afraid of becoming seasick, you would, like my brother and I, be eager to see what a storm Poseidon can whip up for you. At the stern of the ship we view how one of the most awesome spectacles are playing out in front of our eyes. Presently we have wind force 7 on the Beaufort scale, and the waves are piling up high threatening to engulf the Ryndam. In the dark all this takes on an all the more eerie appearance. The waves are bedecked with white foam. And it seethes and hisses like in a witch’s cauldron. When the crests reach a certain height, they seem to lose by the sheer wind force their support and dissolve into sheets of spray, which drift like blowing snow up against us. Feeling the mighty wind and tasting salt in our mouth, we are invigorated in body and soul. A great sea voyage turns into an inner experience.”

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Giant Wave – Photo Credit: zaujimavysvet.sk

World literature is replete with fascinating stories dealing with violent storms at sea. Confronted with the raw unbridled forces of Mother Nature man seems so small, so weak and insignificant. In the early days of exploration sailing ships were being tossed about like little nutshells by mountainous waves and hurricane-force strong winds. In ballads, short stories and novels the authors extol the indomitable human spirit that pushed man beyond what was thought to be possible. Standing with Adolf at the stern, hanging onto the safety ropes, and leaning against the wind that threatened to knock us down, we caught a glimpse of what it must have been like to be a sailor on a small sailing ship. On the other hand the Ryndam passengers hardly noticed the storm that was howling on the outside of the steel hull. The 200 m long vessel pitched and rolled just a little. None of the entertainment programs were cancelled. Most passengers continued to play cards, watch movies, danced, or sipped whiskey in the bar. They all missed out on the adventure of a lifetime.

          It was Sunday. I attended the church service provided by a Dutch minister in a large stateroom that served as church on this particular day. It was only a few months ago that I had bought a New Testament book in Latin with the twofold purpose of reading its message and keeping my ancient language skills alive. For similar reasons I felt attracted to the religious service. I wanted to hear God’s word and at the same time reinforce my English that had been getting rusty from lack of practice, since I graduated form high school. Was I ever into a treat on both counts! The minister spoke with a strong Dutch accent but very clearly. He explained how the Jews were devastated, after the Romans had utterly destroyed their temple in 70 AD. They believed that God had lost his dwelling place on earth and therefore could no longer live among them. The pastor emphasized that God had never lived in a temple. No man-made structure would be adequate to contain the glory of God. Instead he lives in the hearts of those who are seeking His presence and accept His Son Jesus as their personal savior. Hearing these words it felt like water was being poured on the parched soil of my impoverished soul and the seed that was once planted had just received the spiritual nourishment to grow and develop in the New World that I was about to enter.

 

11 comments

  1. taphian · April 22, 2017

    Just by reading your story about the storm I get goosepimples all over. We crossed the Adriatic Sea several times and once had a storm, too. I was sure that I would never be able to eat anything in all my life! But I didn’t starve yeat :)) Have a nice weekend, dear Peter, kind regards Mitza

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    • Peter Klopp · April 24, 2017

      From the many shipwrecks from ancient and modern times in the Mediterranean Sea one can tell that there can be violent storms there too. Have a great week, Mitza!

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  2. Ann Coleman · April 23, 2017

    I love to look at the power of storms, but I don’t know if I would be brave enough to do so on a ship. Still, I understand a little of what you mean. When I was young, my friend and I loved to sit on her front porch during a violent storms, and just feel the force of it. It does remind us of the sheer strength of nature!
    As to God not dwelling in any particular building, I agree! And take great comfort in that, too.

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    • Peter Klopp · April 24, 2017

      When we are young, we venture out into dangerous places. I guess to test to see how far we can go. Today we would not dare to go out on deck to experience a violent storm. Thank you, Ann, for your continued interest in our story!

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  3. jeannettepaterakis · April 24, 2017

    οh that sounds very dangerous.Luckily believing is helping us to manage our lives .I wish you all the best.Thanks for sharing with us your way.Many warm greetings.

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    • Peter Klopp · April 24, 2017

      Thank you, Jeannette, for following our story with such great interest and feeling!

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  4. Untraveled Routes · April 26, 2017

    Today morning we experienced just a little storm which stirred me totally. But after reading your amazing story I don’t think it was anything at all. ☺️☺️

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    • Peter Klopp · April 27, 2017

      It was quite an experience. Looking back it was downright foolhardy to risk going on deck. Thank you for your interest in our story!

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  5. Bun Karyudo · May 2, 2017

    I think most of us tend to think of ships as massive things, but when it’s lost in the immensity of a raging ocean, I’ll bet it suddenly seems very small and vulnerable.

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  6. sidran · July 17, 2017

    Exciting and adventurous voyage! And I totally agree with the pastor.

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    • Peter Klopp · July 18, 2017

      Dear Sidran, I truly appreciate you taking the time to read through my previous posts. As to the pastor, indeed he spoke the right words when he said that God can be worshipped anywhere. Thank you so much for your interest!

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