On the one hand, we are reminded of God's benevolent design. On the other, we encounter man's pretentious alternative--currently exploited under the rubric of political correctness. If the latter, life is said to resemble being tossed about on a fragile raft, never knowing whether we will survive from one moment to the next. We look in vain for a beacon light. In fact, there is no landfall. There is only chaos, represented by the raging waters, and a fragile craft fashioned out of our desperation. I have heard it said, "If everything else fails, read the instructions." Enough has gone wrong to encourage us to reflect back on God's gracious design, and note where we have gone astray. What follows is commentary.