It ain’t often a retired black man and part Cherokee Indian get together, but when they do, some interesting conversation takes place.
I met James one sunny day at the docks at Calabash, North Carolina.
We discovered we had a lot in common: both of us had worked around the Norfolk, Virginia area, we liked to fish, and we were believers in Christ. And he promptly took interest in a devotional book I had printed and fetched from my car. He took a bunch of those books to his flea market stand where he promotes them today, and to some churches.
I had about given up promoting my book, but he’s got me going, and I now I plan on re-printing Devotions A-Z into The Divine Way.
But James has that quality of inspiration.
We both come from the old way — where you just treat people nice and enjoy the freedom life gives. Where the world and the people have changed, james and I haven’t and won’t until we visit the grave and pass unto the heavenlies.
Like James says, “It’s so simple. I don’t know why people make life so difficult.”
“It’s because because they’re up to no good James,” I responded. “And they can’t see the way.”
“Well, Jesus is the way!”
“Yes, he is . . . .
It was a warm sunny day at the docks where James and I were fishing. Nearby, passengers were exiting a 40’ fishing boat that had just rounded the corner from a morning excursion out in the Atlantic Ocean.
James shook his head as the boat moved by and clipped his fishing lines sending the tackle to the bottom of the canal.
“Boat captain oughta be a little more respectful of fishermen,” he grumbled.
“Not when they got a hundred heads clammin’ to get off that boat after a dry run James. Just look at them faces,” I responded.
But if James and I hadn’t been talking so much, we’d have known the big cruiser was around the bend and headin’ straight for our four hooks, two sinkers, and monofilament lines.
But he was excited as a frog sensing rain.
“That book of yours I can understand. It’s simple!”
“Yeah, simple enough it took me 25 years to write it,” I said sarcastically.
“Well. I’m an uneducated man.”
“Well.you ain’t uneducated if you know Jesus James! The Bible says, the Lord is sure, making wise the simple (Psalms 19: 7).”
“Reckon why that boat captain ain’t so wise runnin’ over my fishing line?”
“I don’t think that was simple.”
“Ha! Sure love the word of God, don’t you!” James said chuckling.
“Yeah,, me too.”
God’s Eyelids at Dawn
I went over to help James fix his truck, and as usual, we started talking about God’s mercy and power, which got me to thinking about the suffering man Job.
“Said God’s eyelids opened at dawn.”
James gave me a puzzled look.
“That’s what the Hebrew transliteration says,” I repeated. “God’s eyelids opened at dawn.”
James was still considering the issue, and I know he was going to say that a lot of research brings a lot of grief, that the message of salvation is simple for those that believe in Jesus Christ and confesses their sins to find God; but this time he didn’t say that as he was still thinking about this scripture in the Bible.
“Sounds like God in Job seeing the sun rise over the earth’s horizons despite the pain and suffering of Job.I’ll show you the translation in Job 41: 18.”
He said, “You know, you’re different. Ain’t many men just come over to help a black man fix his truck and get a few parts.”
“Probably so, but when God separates a person to do some work, that’s just the way it is.”
“Glad you came along because I don’t know what I’d have done.
“Hey. You got some water or something?”
He had a old used refrigerator that was still cool on the inside on a trailer , and he went opened the door and found a bottle of ice water and gave it to me.
“Refreshes the soul,” I said.
“Like rising for a new day,” he responded.
“Like the eyelids opening at dawn.”
Then I seen him smile and I think he understood Job 41: 18.