On that day, as evening drew on, Jesus said to his disciples:
“Let us cross to the other side.”
Leaving the crowd, they took Jesus with them in the boat just as he was.
And other boats were with him.
A violent squall came up and waves were breaking over the boat,
so that it was already filling up.
Jesus was in the stern, asleep on a cushion.
They woke him and said to him,
“Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?”
He woke up, rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Quiet! Be still!”
The wind ceased and there was great calm.
Then he asked them, “Why are you terrified?
Do you not yet have faith?”
Storms come in all shapes and sizes.
An estrangement. A loss. A bitter disappointment. A mistake for which, no matter how much you might wish it otherwise, you cannot make amends.
Jesus remains in the boat, knowing that no matter how closely we follow Him, sooner or later the storm will come and we will reach the end of ourselves and need a helping hand.
“Peace, be still.” Whether the storm is in our circumstances or simply in our hearts, it does not have to overwhelm. The sooner we reach the end of ourselves, the sooner we can encounter the only sure source of help in times of trouble.
“Peace, be still.” Have you found your peace?