Calm The Storm

 

There was a deep dark storm. 

 

The kind that makes the hair on the back of your neck stick up. 

 

Fierce, dark - storm clouds howled through the air, as rain pelted down like arrows from the sky. Steep waves crashed down with infinite power, as the tiny boat was tossed back and forth, being thrown from wave to wave. Loud thunder crackled through he storm, as bolts of lightning snapped across the bow of the boat. 

 

The disciples, were terrified. 

 

They were caught in the most life threatening moment they had ever experienced. And where was Jesus? 

 

Sleeping. . . . .  

 

Has it ever felt like Jesus was sleeping, when you needed him to answer.