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Authors: Clare Revell

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She paused. “Seriously. It began with Jim leaving to find his parents. Bill and Di were caught up in the Philippines tsunami and when the search for them was called off, Jim went looking for them. Staci and I stowed away and many things went wrong because of that. We learnt the hard way that running away doesn't solve problems. It just creates bigger ones. However, our story has a happy ending. We found Ailsa and we brought together two people who would otherwise never have met. So let's raise our glasses and drink a toast to the bride and groom.”

“The bride and groom,” came the response.

Lou looked at Jack. “And I just have one more thing to say to you…” She paused for effect, hoping he'd like his wedding present. “Dad…”

Jack's eyes widened in delight and his smile turned into a full grin. “What's that, daughter?”

“You better look after Mum or else.”

“Or else what?”

She winked. “I might run away again…”

Jack and Mum burst out laughing.

Lou grinned. “Oh, and Jim wanted the final word. As always.”

Jim got to his feet. “We know you said you didn't want a honeymoon, but we decided you should. You need to start your marriage on your own, rather than here with us. We're quite happy to lock ourselves in our rooms if you don't trust us not to run away. Failing that, Mum and Dad will stay until you get back.” He paused and reached into his jacket pocket. He handed Jack an envelope. “This is from all of us.”

Jack gave it to Mum. “Did you know about this, Nicky?”

“No.” She opened the envelope and took out airline tickets. She opened them. “Two-weeks, all-expenses-paid trip to La Palma,” she said. “Thank you, but you shouldn't have.”

“Yes, we should,” Lou said.

Jack smiled. “Thank you. We're not packed though,” he said.

Lou grinned. “Yes, you are,” she said. “Suitcases are in the car. Change of clothes is in the car as well. We are experts in secrets. Bill said he'll drive you to the airport after the reception.”

Mum looked at Bill.

He grinned. “Don't worry about the kids. They won't even breathe without permission the whole two weeks.”

22

First officers' log 30/09 point 23

This is the final entry. Mum and Jack, who shall be known henceforth as Dad, have left for their honeymoon. Bill and Di are staying here with us until they get back. It was either that or we promised to lock ourselves in our rooms and not move. Which wouldn't be much fun. Even if it is safer than going outside.

I'm going to keep my promise and see Dr. Andrews or whatever counselor she wants. Not sure talking about stuff will help, but I said I'd try.

I said I'd put Staci's poem in here and Jack's, sorry, Dad's, long list of verses that he and Jim read to me in the hospital. Both make a fitting end to our story. We've come a long way in the past year and a half.

Running away doesn't solve anything. Nor does ignoring God. It's no good telling God how big the storm is. Tell the storm how big your God is. 'Cause whatever your problem, God's got an answer for it.

Here's Staci's poem. Left as she wrote it, with her comments, lack of punctuation, etc. She called it “Island in the Sun.”

There is a little island,

Right out in the sea,

400 miles from Guam,

Or so they're telling me.

There also are three children

Staci, Jim, and Lou,

And we can't forget the dog

That just wouldn't do.

Jim and Staci's parents

Got lost in a tsunami

Jim went to go and find them

The others stowed away.

They all set sail on board Jim's boat

A little one called
Avon

And so far away they sailed

Towards their final destination.

Before they'd even left the docks

A police boat exploded.

Lou jumped in and saved three lives

Despite Jim trying to stop her.

They had to stop in Cornwall

More food they had to buy

There Lou met Jack, an American chap

And a very good-looking guy.

(Just don't tell Jack, his head is big enough as it is)

They went to La Palma

Lou's birthday on the way

With party games and chocolate cake

It was a lovely day.

Once they left disaster struck

Staci fell off a chair

She gave a shout, knocked herself out

And got tied to the bed for days.

Meanwhile a hurricane blew up

Erika by name

Mean and nasty, big and strong

She tossed the boat with wind and wave

Broke mast and windows and the deck

Plunged
Avon
'neath the waters deep

Till crew unconscious, boat adrift

An angel did them save.

(And I know that's too many words but tough.)

On Grand Turk, repairs were done

And they saw Jack again –

The American chap and very good-looking guy

By the time the boat was fit to sail

Another month had gone.

Through the Panama Canal

Quite an experience

Pulling ropes to guide the boat

Through locks to the Pacific.

(I know that doesn't rhyme, but I couldn't find one.)

Jim and Lou went fishing

One hot summer's day

Lou got attacked by a shark

And I don't know what to say.

Jim jumped to her rescue

And saved her from the shark

The dog was worried and alarmed

So it began to bark.

Lou was ill for many weeks

And then she changed the course

From the Philippines to Kiribati

She insisted that they go.

Then once again fate stepped in

Lou changed their course again

Jim fell asleep, the autopilot off so

They hit the rocks off Agrihan

Things would never be the same again.

Avon
was sinking

Down, down, down

Down to see the fishes

Down below the sea

Down to see King Neptune

Away from you and me.

Goodbye, goodbye to
Avon

A final fond farewell

But we shan't forget you

Others we shall tell

Of how you brought us safely

Through wind and wave and storm

Our finest friend the
Avon

For almost six months our home.

They made the shore and set up camp

The first night they did spend

Beneath the stars, the dog on guard

As they slept upon the sand.

They found a temple and camped in there

That was a big mistake

The natives took exception to them

Staying there and locked them up.

(And that doesn't really work either but I defy anyone to do it better.)

They made a friend, a village girl

She said her name was Ailsa

She set them free, showed them to where

Staying would be safer.

They journeyed on all five of them,

As Ailsa joined them too

In search of the American base

Where help they hoped to find.

(Don't say it—I know.)

The tremors grew in strength and then

The volcano blew its top.

For several days the lava fell

It turned the sky blood-red.

Jim said that we should call it Lou,

She said it was more like him.

But we didn't do either, the jokes wore thin

And we headed back onto the base.

At Christmastime, a forest fire

Put paid to all their plans

They helped a village in the path

Of flames and saved the day.

They stayed there for a week or so

While Lou's leg had a chance to heal

Learnt the language, taught theirs in return

A fair and honest deal.

Then they journeyed on

But dark times did strike

As Deefer Lou's best friend

Gave his life in place of hers.

Deefer, how we miss you

The way you wag your tail and bark

The way you made us as wet as you

Whenever you had a bath

Not that that was often

Unless Jim threw you overboard

We left you above the beach where

You guided us safe to

Our journey's end, the Air Force base

Just below your final resting place.

They called for help

And help did come, an unexpected form

For it was Jack, the American chap

And very good-looking guy.

We were met by our parents

All of them, alive and well

YAY (big smiley face here)

Who grounded us for the rest of our lives

Not yay (big sad face here)

They spent a few days on the base

At Guam, Lou spent six weeks

Things turned out well in the end

As Jack married Lou's mum

And they now live on Guam

In a house big enough for us all

When Mum and Dad are away.

So this is the end of my poem

See, running away doesn't pay

The price is paid by the other folk

You leave behind that day.

We learnt a lot the hard way

But we learnt the lesson well

We shan't be doing that again

No matter what life may bring.

There is a little island

Right out in the sea

400 miles from Guam

Or so they're telling me.

Anyway, on to Jack, Dad's, list of Bible verses.

Romans 5:8—But God demonstrates His own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

1 John 4:10—This is love: not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.

Lamentations 3:22–23—Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness.

Lamentations 3:32–33—Though He brings grief, He will show compassion, so great is His unfailing love. For He does not willingly bring affliction or grief to anyone.

Isaiah 38:17—Surely it was for my benefit that I suffered such anguish. In Your love You kept me from the pit of destruction; You have put all my sins behind Your back.

Matthew 11:28—Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.

Acts 2:21—Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.

1 Peter 5:7—Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you.

Ephesians 2:4–5—But because of His great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions—it is by grace you have been saved.

1 Timothy 1:15—Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners—of whom I am the worst.

Romans 3:23—For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.

Romans 6:23—For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Joel 2:32—And everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.

Deuteronomy 30:11–20—Now what I am commanding you today is not too difficult for you or beyond your reach. It is not up in heaven, so that you have to ask, “Who will ascend into heaven to get it and proclaim it to us so we may obey it?” Nor is it beyond the sea, so that you have to ask, “Who will cross the sea to get it and proclaim it to us so we may obey it?” No, the word is very near you; it is in your mouth and in your heart so you may obey it.

See, I set before you today life and prosperity, death and destruction. For I command you today to love the Lord your God, to walk in obedience to Him, and to keep His commands, decrees and laws; then you will live and increase, and the Lord your God will bless you in the land you are entering to possess.

But if your heart turns away and you are not obedient, and if you are drawn away to bow down to other gods and worship them, I declare to you this day that you will certainly be destroyed. You will not live long in the land you are crossing the Jordan to enter and possess.

This day I call the heavens and the earth as witnesses against you that I have set before you life and death, blessings and curses. Now choose life, so that you and your children may live and that you may love the Lord your God, listen to His voice, and hold fast to Him. For the Lord is your life, and He will give you many years in the land He swore to give to your fathers, Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.

Debating how to end this. Do I draw a nice big picture for Jim, a few squiggles, or a big fancy
The End
, or…Oh, I know…the perfect way to end a logbook.

Bye.

Waves.

See ya.

Only kidding.

Gonna end with my fave Bible verse.

Psalm 107:28–30—Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble, and He brought them out of their distress. He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed. They were glad when it grew calm, and He guided them to their desired haven.

Bet ya thought I'd gone…Nope.

The End…

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