35 That day when evening came, he said to his disciples, “Let us go over to the other side.” 36 Leaving the crowd behind, they took him along, just as he was, in the boat. There were also other boats with him. 37 A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped. 38 Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, “Teacher, don’t you care if we drown?”
39 He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!” Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.
40 He said to his disciples, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?”
41 They were terrified and asked each other, “Who is this? Even the wind and the waves obey him!”
Mark 4:35-41
I read this passage from my church's annual report on Sunday.
A lot of times when our own storm comes against our boat, we get scared. A friend recently told me how I am so positive among all the 'trials' in my life. I don't think I am positive. I worry a lot. I laugh and replied that I am positive because I am not bright enough to be scared.
Before I went to Cambodia, my blood work was going crazy. I have blood work taken every three months to measure my liver functions. My numbers were so high they had to redo the blood results a few times. The norm of the numbers should be in their 20s. Mine was 200+.
Another friend told me to have faith and not be afraid. And so we prayed and the numbers were back to the normal right before I went to Cambodia.
I took another blood work last Fri and the numbers were normal except one. Then I remembered this story in the Bible. The disciples were worried because of the storm rocking the boat. Jesus was sleeping and they had to wake him up.
So here's my storm....and I am going to sleep. Keep sleeping, which should be no problem because I am very good at that ;o)
The clinic told me to take another blood work end of next week ;O)
Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?
The Lord is my shepherd;
I have all that I need.
Psalm 23:1
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