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Mevagissey


Mevagissey is one of our favourite holiday destinations, where we stay in the Wheel House and gaze out of our window into the inner harbour. Fishing boats sail into the safety of a sheltered port, and boxes of fish are carried to and fro. Nets are mended, and in the restaurant of the guesthouse, fishermen speak in broad Cornish and roar with laughter.

There are seafood restaurants, and quaint narrow streets, with tight corners that are not easy to negotiate. One almost expects to meet smugglers and pirates loitering in the shadows.

We come to visit friends, and seem to have more than we can fit into one trip. “Let’s come and stay for longer,” we say, but there are so many other places we want, or need, to be. But one day, we will have maybe a week in Mevagissey.

And gazing out into that beautiful harbour, I sometimes see myself as one of the little fishing boats. I consider the storms there have been in my life, including the heartbreak of divorce, and the insecurity when one is financially plundered, and of the security I feel in Christ, my safe harbour from the storms of life. Thank God for Jesus.