Already Filling
Mark 4:35-41

This wasn’t some piddling problem, some nuisance of a rain shower, some choppy sea. This was a windstorm – emphasis on storm. The waves were taller than the boat. A patch behind the ear wasn’t going to hold your stomach down. The boat was already filling with water before they woke him.

Yes, woke him. The boat is bobbing like a cork in a hurricane and Jesus is asleep on a cushion in the back of the boat. Sound asleep, as in had to be awakened asleep. Who sleeps through a storm like this?

The One who speaks to storms, commands the wind, and calms the sea. That’s who. The One through whom all things were made was not fearful of anything. The wind and waves of a fallen world still gave heed to his voice.

Why are we so afraid? Because we are frail fallen mortals. He is not. Trust him.