One day Jesus said to his disciples, “Let’s go over to the other side of the lake.”  So they got into a boat and set out.  As they sailed, they fell asleep.  A squall came down on the lake, so that the boat was being swamped, and they were in great danger.

The disciples went and woke him, saying “Master, Master, we’re going to drown!”

He got up and rebuked the wind and the raging waters; the storm subsided, and all was calm.  “Where is your faith?” he asked his disciples.

In fear and amazement they asked one another, “Who is this?  He commands even the winds and the water, and they obey him.”

Luke 8:22-25 (NIV84)

Early morning at the lake

My senses full of light and wind and water

I see the luminous houses on the other shore

Lit by the sun behind me

Though I do not see the sun itself

I feel its warmth at my back

The white moon still the only orb visible in sky above water

Wind too cannot be seen

Yet I feel it acutely

In the sound of leaves

The water lapping

Its waves following an unheard rhythm

Light sparkles on their surface

How can man say there is no God?

You may as well say the sun does not shine nor the wind blow

Though evidence of both abounds all around me

Creation sings the glory of God

Light invading our darkness

I have seen Him

In the prayers of a friend

The thoughtfulness of my husband

The resilience of my children

Though I cannot see him face to face

Any more than I can stare into the sun without being blinded

Though I do not know the whys of what he allows

Any more than I can understand the direction of the wind

I have experienced his goodness

his mercy

and his love

If even the winds and water obey Him

Why do I fear?

Lord, make me a sweet breeze to the hurting

Make me like a wave in your ocean

Moved by your Spirit

Reflecting the beauty of your goodness

your mercy

and your love

If even the winds and water obey you

So must I