Sleeping… I haven’t done much of it the last couple weeks.
I remember when sleep was my escape. When I was stressed out about anything at all, I’d get sleepy…I could sleep right thru most anything.
When I was sad or mad, sorrowful or worried, I could just close my eyes and turn it off. I’ve slept thru bad storms, barking dogs…those days are gone.
I have joked that God wakes me up at night just to have some time alone with Him. I really believe He does that sometimes.
This morning, I read that Jesus slept thru a storm. “Without warning, a furious storm came up on the lake, so that the waves swept over the boat. But Jesus was sleeping.” (Matt.8:24)
Do you ever feel like Jesus is sleeping when there’s a storm raging in your life?
I know the answer to that.
The accuser and enemy of our souls would have us believe that Jesus is sleeping and even that He doesn’t care about the storm. He is a liar. (Rev. 12:10, John 8:44)
“Lord save us!!!” (Matt.8:25)
Jesus may have been asleep, the storm may have been frightful, but all was secure. The storm raged, the waves crashed….but all on the boat with Jesus were safe.
Hard for us to feel safe when there’s obvious danger. Even harder when circumstances bring harm, destruction, even death.
Hard for us to look past the storm. Not hard at all for Jesus.
Stay in the boat with Him. When the water is calm, don’t get out for a swim. When the storms come, don’t bail out to try to escape them.
And if you’re not in the boat….get in!! Then when the storms come, the waves crash and beat….call Him.
He is ‘Sar Shalom’. The Prince and Keeper of Peace.
