Water is the source of life, yet so few of us understand how to navigate its spiritual and inspirational powers.

In 2001, I spent the summer in Israel launching a special project for the protection of the water-starved Sea of Galilee. Fortunately, I found a short-term apartment with a panoramic, awe-inspiring view of the Sea.

Seascape apartments in the Holy Land are highly coveted and thus in precious supply.

Friends commented that my good fortune was beyond belief. But I felt that the sea was drawing me near, indeed that I could rely upon these mystical waters to provide direction.

The miracle was mine for the asking.

My laptop fit comfortably in an alcove with windows shuttered against the hot, penetrating Middle Eastern sun.

Yet, I found myself drawn instead to the expansive living room water vista, where my heart could endlessly inhale the wondrous, shimmering greeting of diamond tipped waves.

Graceful sailboats ballet sailed by from time to time. Motorboats would occasionally capture my attention. I remained vigilant for water visitors even in the black of night.

The sea and I graciously welcomed all guests.

For we were intertwined in this special time and place, cherished partners--beholder, beheld and beloved--embracing and celebrating God's powerful blessings in our perfect, peaceful setting.

Slowly, inescapably, I discovered that I was