They were supposed to feel that peril, that sensation of drowning, that heaving grief and learn to wait. They were supposed to stand there and wait on Christ. And wait there with Christ. In the sinking boat. And this could be done in prayer. Prayer is how we wait on the Lord. Prayer is how I drowned and how I learned I would not drown. How I learned even shame, fear, and despair could be the deepening of my trust in Christ.
