Chapter 5: The Storm and What Came of It

A wall of water hits the Dawn Treader, a storm rages on for days, Eustace continues his miserable journal, and finally the ship makes shore on a deserted island. Eustace wanders off and falls asleep. When he awakens he is lost.

Along one's spiritual journey there are storms. To the unseeing Eustaces' of our world these are nothing but miseries. But g-d means it use the storms in our lives. I didn't say 'for good' - like now our dark cloud can have it's silver lining - because the best result of a storm is "lostness." One has to think one is 'found' or 'oriented' to complain and be miserable about one's surroundings. But become LOST - and now there is only one singular sensation: "WHERE AM I?"

This is the question g-d wants us to ask each moment, each day, each season of our lives. "Where am I?" Only in disorientation are we shoved and pushed to the temple of g-d for directions.

We should pray for disorientation! We should pray for lostness! We should pray for our house of cards to be blown down, this sham life, our cheap artificial Christian life, our dime-store "God" who is no bigger than our mind's eye - to fall. After all, the God we imagine is only as big as we let it be. And the God we fabricate will never change us because it is not bigger than us. So something has to happen TO us (not come out of us). Then we change.

Get ready Eustace.