Peace Be Still

We took a small wooden boat out on the Sea of Galilee this week.
The hills were quiet as the sun gently set in the distance.
Its fading light brushed the still water with gold,
glimmering like heaven’s own reflection.

The Sea of Galilee is unpredictable.
Fierce storms can rise without warning,
wind rushing down from the mountains
and turning peace into panic.

Somewhere on this same water,
the wind once howled through the night.
The waves rose up like walls.
And men who made their living on these waters
found themselves terrified of them.

Then Jesus stood.
No magic. No spectacle.
Only a voice.
The same voice that spoke galaxies into being
now spoke to wind and water.
Peace. Be still.
And creation remembered its Maker.

I tried to imagine that moment.
The water suddenly calm.
The fishermen silent with awe.
The calm that came, not just over the waves,
but into their very souls.

Because peace is not the absence of the storm.
It is the presence of Jesus in the middle of it.

And that changes everything.
It means that when fear rises,
when faith feels small,
when all I can see are waves,
He is still here.
The One who commands the storm
has never once abandoned my boat.

Mark 4:39 (NKJV)
Then He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace, be still!” And the wind ceased and there was a great calm.

So when the next storm comes,
and it always will,
I will remember where I am.
In the same kind of boat,
on the same kind of water,
with the same kind of Savior.

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