When I was little, my family used to regularly go for family swim night at our local YMCA. I was probably about five at the time, and I didn’t know how to swim. I’d watch my parents in the pool, and even my crazy little sister was absolutely fearless. Actually that’s probably why my parents were preoccupied whenever we were at the pool.
Anyway, for whatever reason, I was absolutely terrified of the water. To this day, I’m not sure why. I don’t remember any traumatic experiences, no near-drownings, nothing. But while I’d go and watch everyone else splashing around, I was having none of that.
I think this must have been something like how the disciples felt when they were in their boat and the storm was churning around them. This was way more than they’d bargained for when they got into the boat with Jesus. This was his idea – he’s the one who said let’s get in the boat and go to the other side. And now there’s a storm and the boat is filling with water and he’s asleep, all kicked back on a cushion, sound asleep, not a worry in the world.
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Published on August 12, 2016 14:08