The boat was already being swamped.
But he was in the stern, asleep on the cushion.
—Mark 4.37-38
Despite the panic you do not panic.
In my anxiety you don’t engage, but are asleep,
not just calm, but out like a baby,
as if rocked.
As if even in turbulence you are rocked
in your mother’s arms,
secure in a greater peace,
trusting in a grace deeper than the sea.
Beloved, lay yourself down
in the little boat of my worries,
in my storms, with your peace,
your trust that all is in God,
the boat and the storm alike,
rocked by grace.
You are the boat of my confidence,
the cushion for my worried soul.
Even in the most frightening tempest
you are with me; my inward storm is calmed.
Salvation is more than merely ease or safety,
but to be with you, to go on with you or to drown with you.
Jesus, in your boat, together, storm or calm,
in you I am at peace.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
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