{"id":263,"date":"2025-05-11T15:42:09","date_gmt":"2025-05-11T15:42:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ctctoday.com\/?p=263"},"modified":"2025-09-11T00:18:20","modified_gmt":"2025-09-11T00:18:20","slug":"gods-grace-is-like-the-caribbean-sea","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ctctoday.com\/?p=263","title":{"rendered":"God\u2019s Grace Is Like The Caribbean Sea"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[et_pb_section fb_built=&#8221;1&#8243; _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.4&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;][et_pb_row _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.4&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; custom_margin=&#8221;-39px|auto||auto||&#8221;][et_pb_column type=&#8221;4_4&#8243; _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.4&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;][et_pb_text _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.4&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;]<\/p>\n<p>On an ordinary day, I stand on my feet in the sand in ankle(ish) deep water. The ends of the waves coming and going, the water splashing all around me. Some waves are larger than others, but the one certainty is that the waves are coming.<br \/>Few of us in the Caribbean are any strangers to the sea in all its awe and wonder. For better and for worse, we\u2019re keenly aware of its grandeur and unpredictability. Yet we know so little about it.<\/p>\n<p>The sea was here when we were born. It\u2019s here as we live. It will be here when we<br \/>die. As much as we might pollute and taint it through our capitalistic ventures and<br \/>lack of concern for its wellbeing, we can never eliminate its existence.<br \/>Being lost in the moment, I found myself likening the Caribbean Sea to God\u2019s<br \/>grace. Full of energy and teeming with life, for us and our ancestors, the sea has<br \/>been, and continues to be, a major source and sustenance for us all, at least in<br \/>some capacity.<\/p>\n<p>Looking out to the horizon, from my vantage point, things seem calm and still. The<br \/>view is vast, and the possibilities, endless. God alone knows what kinds of<br \/>creatures and wildlife exist within it. I can\u2019t perceive any sort of activity. I can\u2019t<br \/>recognise the undercurrents, or the creatures, or whatever else might be out<br \/>there. All I can see is this flat, infinite line. Yet I believe there\u2019s more beyond the<br \/>line and below the depths, though my naked eye can\u2019t see it.<\/p>\n<p>Shifting my gaze from the horizon to a central point, I can see the waves beginning<br \/>to form. No two waves are the same. All ultimately lead to the same place: the<br \/>shore. The waves are powerful. They are beautiful. I don\u2019t know the exact specifics<br \/>as to how or why the waves form, but I know that they do. As irregular as they are<br \/>in their patterns, they\u2019re constant in their movement.<\/p>\n<p>Then, drawing my eyes down to myself, I see the way my feet are immersed in the<br \/>water. Tiny little bubbles, foam, sand, all the like, come and go, come and go. I<br \/>couldn\u2019t control the movement even if I tried. It\u2019s just pure force, and I have to just<br \/>stand here and take it all in.<\/p>\n<p>Speaking of taking it all in, that\u2019s exactly what I\u2019m doing, not only with my eyes,<br \/>but with my skin as well. Though my eyes can\u2019t tell me, my pores are open,<br \/>absorbing the sea in ways I could have never known before science was able to<br \/>prove it. We know what our elders would always tell us what the cure for every<br \/>thing is: a sea bath.<\/p>\n<p>Considering all this, I can\u2019t help but see the sea through new sight, in the light of God\u2019s grace. Regardless of how I look at it, something is happening. If I look out<br \/>afar, I can\u2019t tell what\u2019s going on, but it\u2019s clear that it\u2019s there. If I look halfway, I can\u2019t<br \/>say how or why things are happening, but it\u2019s clear that they\u2019re happening. If I look<br \/>to my own self, it might not seem like much compared to everything else that\u2019s<br \/>going on further out, yet it\u2019s clearly there, ubiquitous in the details. And my body<br \/>can\u2019t help but take it all in, whether my mind wants to or not.<\/p>\n<p>The currents continue ripping, the waves continue crashing, and the bubbles<br \/>continue foaming. That much is clear. Whether it\u2019s the theologians, Church<br \/>leaders, or people sitting, liming, talking about it in concrete or abstract ways, the<br \/>Holy Spirit moves and grooves in ways no one can give specifics on, yet everyone<br \/>can point to as there.<\/p>\n<p>That\u2019s what\u2019s most paradoxical of it all. As \u201cclear\u201d as our Caribbean Sea\u2019s<br \/>existence is, it\u2019s just as mysterious. My \u201cknowledge\u201d is balanced with, and<br \/>outweighed by, my unknowing. Everything that\u2019s happening ultimately leads to me<br \/>standing on the shore. In the same way, everything that\u2019s happening in my life<br \/>ultimately leads to God\u2019s grace meeting me where I\u2019m at. So I\u2019ve decided: time to<br \/>take a dive.<\/p>\n<p>Angelo Kurbanali<\/p>\n<p>Conference On Thelogy In The Caribbean Today [CTCT] Biennial Conference:<br \/>Turning The Tide. 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