Me bañaba en el mar, sentìa un poco de miedo porque no tocaba fondo, volteè y estaba Jesùs, si ese mismo Jesùs el hijo de Dios, solo con su mirada sentì tanta paz que el miedo ya no estaba, relax total.

Marina es un chica de unos 23 años que siempre le ha gustado el mar, aunque su mayor disfrute es sentarse en la arena frente a el, cerrar los ojos y escuchar el vaivèn de las olas.

Una tarde se encontraba en las playas por los lados de Lecherìa, en una de sus aventuras de irse sola a la playa cuando los demàs de sus familiares trabajaban o realizaban otras actividades. Como ella vivìa en Caracas cuando viajaba a esta zona los demàs estaban en sus actividades diarias y ella libre, aprendiò a tomar los buses que la dejaban por esa zona.

Nunca pensò en el peligro de andar sola en una playa, muy pocas personas alrededor de ella. Allì bajo una planta de uvero tomaba su sombra y escucha el ritmo de las olas del mar.

En uno de esos dìas, escuchando las olas del mar parece que dormida se quedò, cuando despertò estaba en el medio del mar, el paisaje que veìa no era Lecherìa, Los Roques pensò, metida en el mar ¿què hago aquì? el agua cristalina y al vaivèn de las olas su cuerpo bajaba y subìa, con miedo de ahogarse su cuerpo estaba tenso.

Miraba a todos lados, sorprendida, lejos de la orilla ¿còmo lleguè aquì? sentìa miedo, no encontraba còmo llegar a la orilla, volviò la cara y viò a su lado a Jesùs, no lo podìa creer, no dijo ni una sola palabra, solo sintiò su presencia, en su mente y en su cuerpo se disolviò lo que sentìa. Todo se convirtiò en Paz y tranquilidad.

Cuando despertò, no supo si fue un sueño o real seguìa en Lecherìa frente a ese mar que visita cada vez que podìa para escuchar el mar y mirar las gaviotas volar.

I was bathing in the sea, I felt a little scared because I didn't touch the bottom, I turned around and there was Jesus, yes that same Jesus, the son of God, just with his look I felt so much peace that the fear was gone, total relaxation.

Marina is a 23 year old girl who has always loved the sea, although her greatest pleasure is to sit on the sand in front of it, close her eyes and listen to the waves.

One afternoon she was on the beaches around Lecherìa, on one of her adventures of going to the beach alone when the rest of her family was working or doing other activities. As she lived in Caracas, when she travelled to this area the others were at their daily activities and she was free, she learnt to take the buses that left her in this area.

She never thought about the danger of walking alone on a beach, very few people around her. There, under the shade of a grape tree, she would take her shade and listen to the rhythm of the sea waves.

On one of those days, listening to the sea waves, she seemed to fall asleep, when she woke up she was in the middle of the sea, the landscape she saw was not Lecherìa, it was Los Roques, she thought, stuck in the sea, what am I doing here? the crystal clear water and the swaying of the waves, her body was going up and down, afraid of drowning, her body was tense.

She looked everywhere, surprised, far from the shore, how did I get here? She was afraid, she could not find a way to get to the shore, she turned her face and saw Jesus beside her, she could not believe it, she did not say a single word, she only felt his presence, in her mind and in her body what she was feeling dissolved. Everything became peace and tranquillity.

When he woke up, he didn't know if it was a dream or real, he was still in Lecherìa in front of the sea that he visited every time he could to listen to the sea and watch the seagulls flying.