At the time of the sinking of the Titanic, one of our great American preachers was in Belfast, Ireland. The Titanic had been built in Belfast, and there was a great local pride over the mighty, ship. She had been heralded far and wide as “the unsinkable ship.” Sixteen. members of the church in Belfast, all skilled mechanics, went down with her. The mayor said that Belfast had never been in such grief as that which came over this terrible tragedy.

When the news finally was verified that the gallant ship was certainly lost, so deep was the grief that it is said strong men met upon the streets, grasped each other’s hands, burst into tears, and parted without a word.

The visiting American preached the Sunday after the tragedy in the church to which the sixteen members who had been lost belonged. Not only was the building packed with people, but on the platform were lords, bishops, and ministers of all denominations. In the audience, many newly-made widows were sitting, and orphans were sobbing on every side. The great preacher took as his subject, “The Unsinkable Ship.” But he did not apply that term to the Titanic which on her first voyage had gone out into the Atlantic and crashed, into an iceberg, carrying her precious cargo of human lives down to watery death. No. The preacher’s message was about that other “unsinkable ship”, the frail boat on the sea of Galilee, unsinkable because the Master of land and sea was asleep on a pillow in the stern of the vessel.

Thank God He still lives and rides the billows and controls the storms, and when the children of men take their only true Pilot back on board, we will ride out the present storms and He will bring the vessel through to the fair harbour of our hopes.

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