“…Why are you so frightened? How is it that you have no faith?
My brother bellowed, “Stop running! Just pray!” Trembling and totally drenched, outpaced by two Alsatian dogs, my nine year old body relented. I took heed, but almost face to face with the growling dogs, I managed only a whimper, “Please Jesus, help me!” The dogs stopped growling, turned around and returned to the yard they belonged to. My execution of faith, as for many of us, was derived from an expression of childlike faith.
The storms of life vary in depth, strength and duration. They encompass, family, relationships, finances, disappointments, losses, health, tragedies and death. We are saddled with measures of worry, pain, frustration, anxiety and doubt; but although in different degrees, fear is constant.
Like the disciples, in desperation we ask, “Master do you not care?” Jesus is an exemplar of perfect and absolute faith in the Father, for even as the waves almost swamped the boat – ‘he was in the stern, his head on the cushion, asleep’! As George Nooks inspirationally sings: “Just hold on to Jesus; And Ride out your storm; Ride out your storm; God is there with you; You may not feel Him; But you’re not alone.”