Wet Fear [Lent 1B]
The Rev. Jeremiah Williamson Genesis 9:8-17 Wet Fear I am not a seafaring man. I knew ponds and streams as a boy, but I knew hills and fields better. On those rare occasions, when I would gaze over the vastness of Lake Erie – or even rarer still, the impossible expanse of the Atlantic Ocean – those bodies of water seemed to me strangers. But not the kindly strangers, friends one has just not yet met, but dark and mysterious strangers. I suspected, just below the surface, there was danger. I still shy away from any water that has not yet been domesticated. I am very fond of the water that comes from a tap, that courses through the copper pipes of my house. But I prefer to keep the water that fills lakes, rivers and oceans at an arm's length. There is too much unknown. Under the surface are creepy creatures that I cannot see, that I am pretty sure want to touch me or bite me. There are currents that are tr...