Boon Island Lighthouse, courtesy Cyberlights Lighthouses
Boon Island Lighthouse, Maine
Thanksgiving Eve, 1888
Would the gale ever end?
Keeper William C. Williams felt the tall tower of the lighthouse shake as the wind and the waves crashed against it.
Will we survive?
The storm had been raging for three days, forcing the lighthouse keeper and his two assistants to remain in the tower for protection.
Tomorrow was Thanksgiving, but the holiday looked bleak. Their families had been sent to the mainland and wouldn’t be able to reunite with the men for the annual feast. Stranded on the island, the keepers watched their provisions diminish, unable to leave the island to go buy more.
There’d be no turkey, just boiled potatoes and bread . . . again.
A loud noise resounded throughout the building as something crashed into the tower. Hoping none of the lantern windows had broken, Keeper Williams went up to check.
There, lying on the balcony surrounding the lantern room, were eight black ducks, dead from flying into the glass.
The next day, as calm returned to the sea, the three lighthouse keepers sat down for Thanksgiving dinner and gave thanks for keeping them safe through the storm and for the duck dinner God had supplied.
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?” Matthew 6:25-26 NIV
What about you? Are you worried about where your next meal will come from? Ask God, he knows your need and He will provide.