How do you respond to the storms of life? … frantic hysteria or calm peacefulness? What is the source of your response?
John 6:16-21 16 When evening came, Jesus’ disciples went down to the lake. 17 They got into a boat and were crossing the lake to Capernaum. It was already getting dark and Jesus hadn’t come to them yet. 18 The water was getting rough because a strong wind was blowing. 19 When the wind had driven them out for about three or four miles, they saw Jesus walking on the water. He was approaching the boat and they were afraid. 20 He said to them, “I Am. Don’t be afraid.” 21 Then they wanted to take him into the boat, and just then the boat reached the land where they had been heading. (CEB)
John 6:16-21 Musings
Since Yeshua had gone off alone, after the crowd dispersed the disciples went to the shoreline and procured a boat for their trip across the lake. As often happens on the lake, a storm came up quickly. They rowed furiously, pushing the boat toward the shore near Capernaum. They were terrified of the storm. All of a sudden, Yeshua appeared to them. His calm in the face of their fear settled them down. As soon as Yeshua was in the boat with them, they were on shore.
In the midst of scary situations
I tend to try harder
and the harder I try
the more scared we often become.
When my frantic machinations
(perhaps I should say care-fronted)
with a centered peacefulness
I am invited into that calm port
All of a sudden
in nothing flat,
the situation changes
or, more aptly
Instead of being awash
in the midst of the storm-tossed sea
I find myself in safe-harbor
at the dock… Home!
There is a part of me
that wants to give out
Savior ribbons and
to the one who brought the calm.
Upon reflection it becomes clear
while others can be a catalyst for calm
there is only one who can calm me down
That is the dilemma
I want heroes and hero-stories
they are easier (so it seems)
than taking responsibility for myself