That trip across the Pacific remains one of the most frightening experiences of my life as the winter passage was anything but peaceful. The captain pleasantly welcomed passengers to his table as the voyage began. Maximum number of passengers on the freighter was twelve. I don’t remember seeing much more of him beyond the welcome as I was seasick most of the time, existing mostly on saltine crackers in or near my bunk.
When we arrived in San Francisco Bay he invited us to the bridge, showed us the radar screen and explained how to read it. (As we were in the Bay there was plenty to see on the radar.) It was only then that he told us of a ship of our class, following the same route we did, and only a day behind us, had broken up and been lost at sea due to the same storm through which we had passed. We had not known of this tragedy during the voyage. A good thing, too, as I had been scared enough.
During that terrible storm at sea a strange and wonderful mosaic of scripture verses spoke to my anxieties. In a devotional booklet given to me at a Biblical Seminary, Christmas 1945, by my dear friend Lil Gibson, the entry for, February 15, included verses which were made to order for the ordeal the ship was enduring. Listen to these words and imagine the comfort they brought:
The floods lift up their waves. The Lord on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, yea, than the mighty waves of the sea. Oh, Lord, God of hosts, who is a strong Lord like unto thee? Or to thy faithfulness round about thee? Thou rulest the raging of the sea; when the waves thereof arise, thou stillest them. (Psalm 93)
Fear ye not me? saith the Lord: Will ye not tremble in my presence, which have placed the sand for the bound of the sea by a perpetual degree, that it cannot pass it? (Jeremiah 5:22)
When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee: and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee. (Isaiah 43:2)
Peter walked on the water to go to Jesus. But when he saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink, he cried, saying, Lord, save me. And immediately Jesus stretched forth his hand, and caught him and said unto him, O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt? (Matthew 14)
What time I am afraid. I will trust in thee. (Psalm 56)
The foregoing passages in the little book Daily Light for the Daily Path, were the right words at the right time. During that ocean passage there were extremely frightening moments when the ship was listing 45 degrees, holding the list for a frightening few seconds then righting itself, then going into a dangerous list again and I feared, alone in my cabin, if it would ever right itself. Thirty foot waves were breaking over the bow of the ship and crashing against the forward porthole of my cabin.
During this dangerous storm, those words printed years before that date, February 15, gave me calm. No doubt the psalmist had never been on the Pacific Ocean, but that message had been clear on other seas in Biblical times that “the Lord is mightier than the noise of many waters.”
Robert, who had once served an apprenticeship as a shipfitter, explained to me that the bulkheads of some ships were riveted together while others were only welded. He was having some anxious moments himself I later found out, as our ship was not riveted , but merely welded together.
As I read this story again, I can’t help but be thankful that the Lord delivered my mom safely to America and that she and my dad, Robert, were married on Easter Sunday in 1951. Later that year they traversed the Pacific again, this time in the opposite direction.