" It was there Thursday, August 7, turned Friday, August 8, cruising on the Caribbean Sea, somewhere between St. Lucia and Barbados, that the supernatural happened.  Like Elizabeth with child in the presence of Mary carrying Jesus, something in my spirit leapt within the presence of his.  I did not understand it, but I certainly appreciated it.  I was smitten by the sparkle in his eye and the gleam of his smile.  He walked me to my cabin as we bid each other goodnight.  I shall never forget St. Lucia. "