The wind is raging, and the ship I’m on feels like it is about to sink beneath the white-capped waves of the sea. This storm, I think, will test how strong my ship is. Will it break under the pressure of the storm, or will it somehow stay afloat?
When the sea was calm, my Savior took me by the hand and said, “I will take you to the other side.” I didn't know the destination He had planned for me, but I knew He had a plan. It was easy to trust Him when the sea was calm and the sun was shining, but now the thunderclouds are so dark I can hardly see. The wind is blowing so hard that I can hardly hear. The rain is stinging my eyes as I look for dry land. I know it is out there, but I can't seem to reach it.
Softly, somewhere in the distance, I think I hear a voice rising above the howling of the wind. But every time I think I can begin to make out what the words are, I am hit from behind with another blast. It is as if the sea does not want me to hear the voice. Like it is afraid of what it has to say. My soul is longing to hear and so I stand as still as I can on that rocking ship. I close my eyes and do my best to tune out the sound of the wind. There it is again...it has the sound of peace and I think it says, "I am with you, I have not left you alone." I almost begin to believe that tender voice and just when I start to feel a surge of hope, a wave hits me from behind, knocking me to the floor of the ship. I hear a terrifying voice from the wave mocking me: 'Your ship is not strong enough to keep you safe!'
But there it is again, that voice. It is louder this time, almost like a bolt of lightning commanding the attention of the storm. It was not my imagination. "I AM GREATER!"
It says with more authority than I have ever heard before. Now, I am certain that the storm is afraid. I can feel the eye of the storm watching me. Will I have the strength to stand? Will I continue to cling to the bottom of the ship paralyzed by my fear? That’s when I feel a hand on me now, so gentle yet so strong. I hear a whisper that is meant only for me. 'Child, I told you I would take you to the other side, I did not promise there wouldn't be a storm along the way.' I can feel Him lift my body. I feel a strength course through me that I cannot explain. I look at the storm and it looks back at me.
Knowing I am not standing alone, feeling a hand holding me up, my ship starts to steady. I see Peace making the winds and the waves obey His every command. The storm sinks beneath the calm of the sea, completely out of sight. I look around at my ship expecting to see damage but I stand in awe as I see that not only did my ship survive unscathed, but it is stronger and more beautiful than it was before the storm. It is as if my ship knows that another storm is coming and it will be bigger than the one I struggled with last night.
The storm has passed by for now. I feel a gentle breeze blowing through my hair and the sunshine is warming my face and soul, bringing me hope. I don't know when the next storm is coming, but for now - I rest.
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