Friday, November 26, 2010
Forty-Six Days: Water Only
They had intended to row in a 12 foot aluminum boat between two islands in the New Zealand territory of Tokelau. Instead they were launched on a 50 day ordeal lost in the South Pacific. Three teenagers ages 14 and 15. Presumed dead. Eulogized in their home village. Then surprisingly discovered on the horizon by a New Zealand tuna boat taking an uncommon hurried trip home.
The aluminum hull was right on the course set by the fishing boat. No diversion for rescue. The boys appeared sound of mind but extremely emaciated. They advised the crew that they had consumed coconuts for the first two days and a captured sea bird for the last two days. Nothing but rain water in between. Forty-six days!
A total of some 1300 kilometres traversed in the drifting.
The father of one of the boys related: "It's a miracle, it's a miracle. The whole village, the whole village. They were so excited and cried and they sang songs and hugging each other, yeah, on the road. Everybody was yelling and shouting the good news."
Already I have heard comments around town about the "good luck" of these teens in the news item. Luck, or the providential purposes of God?