WAITING
When evening came, His disciples went down to the sea, got into the boat, and started across the sea to Capernaum. It was now dark and Jesus had not yet come to them. The sea became rough and a strong wind was blowing. John 6:16-18
Who hasn’t been in the boat with disciples? The wind blows. The sea is kicking up walls of water. The roar of the storm is escalating rather than abating. We pray fervently but Jesus’ arrival on the scene with deliverance on His breath has not yet come. We are waiting. We are harnessing our thoughts, taking despair by the throat and speaking words of faith to our disbelief. God will come. God is faithful. God does care. Even if this storm kills the body, my soul and spirit will live forever in the presence of glory.
I have flown in a lot of bad weather. Thirty five years of traveling has exposed me to many kinds of weather. When the plane is in the thickest of storm clouds, pitching badly, my nose is pressed against the window and is scanning the clouds intently. Continue reading “Waiting”