I woke up at 3:00 this morning to a raging storm outside my window. This is a favorite feeling of mine. I love the steady rhythm of rain pounding on the windows and roof and the quiet roll of thunder in the distance.
But, my heart flies out of my chest when the center of the storm passes. The roughest part. The thunder is loud and unpredictable, the raindrops give way to hail and a real Texas thunderstorm is born. Tonight I even screamed when the electricity went off and on in a power surge.
I first thought of the disciples on the boat in a big storm with waves rolling and the ship threatening to toss them while Jesus peacefully slept.
Then he got into the boat and his disciples followed him. Without warning, a furious storm came up on the lake, so that the waves swept over the boat. But Jesus was sleeping. Matthew 8:23-24
You know the story; the disciples frantically wake up Jesus and Jesus calms the storm. The Message says that Jesus made the sea “as smooth as glass.”
Immediately as I thought of this story, I thought of God’s promise. The reason Jesus could sleep.
He won't let you stumble, your Guardian God won't fall asleep. Not on your life! Israel's Guardian will never doze or sleep. Psalm 121:3-4 The Message
Jesus slept soundly and peacefully, he was at rest because His Father never sleeps.
Two things I long to remember as I travel this journey by boat. I want to be like Jesus and never forget My Father is fighting so I can rest.
Please add the countless others commenting here who are enduring their own storms with cancer.
Please pray for Charlotte’s father as he undergoes surgery. He is having a terrible reaction similar to Joyful’s dad last year.