Cynde Layne Wilkerson
And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm. Mark 4:37-41

For the last couple of days it has been very windy. Personally, I love the wind; it’s refreshing and it chases away the muck that's in the air because this is the horrible stuff you find in the skies of Los Angeles. However, when the wind comes and blows it away, it reminds me of the freshness of the crisp country fall air, only if it is but for a moment.

In this passage, Mark tells us of the great storm that arose while the men where on the ship with Jesus and how the waves beat into the ship and the men were so afraid. I can only imagine how it was rocking from side to side, water thrashing the ship and getting them soaked. I know any natural man (or woman in my case) would be more than concerned while out in the middle of the sea. However, it didn’t seem to bother Jesus at all, He was sleeping peacefully down below. Admittedly, I probably would have been the first to wake Him and say, “Excuse, Lord, but I’m scared right now and I don’t like water or boats and especially not rocking ones. I’m feeling alittle sick and nauseous from fear; I have seen you do many miraculous things and I was just wondering if there's something you could do right now, please?” Sounds comical, but I know that I speak for many of us.

So it is in our life sometimes, because we are human, panic, as well as fear does set in. We see the storm, we feel the storm and we ask, Lord, where are you? Do you see my situation? Are you hearing me Lord? Do you care that I’m drowning in this circumstance? I need you to do this for me right now. Then we pray like never before and never thinking perhaps this could be for my growth, or God’s glory.

When the storms are raging in our lives and the wind is blowing violently, we have to remind ourselves who is in control of the wind and the storms. We must remain calm and without fear because God loves and cares for us; He said He would never leave us nor forsake us. God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble and in time of need (Psalm 46:1). Most times, our worry is “when Lord?” But nothing is on our time; yet God is timely. We may not understand why, but He knows and sees into our tomorrow. We have to learn to trust and obey because again, all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose… not ours.

Verse 41 says what manner of man is this, that even the wind and the sea obey him? If He is able to speak a word and immediately everything ceased and all was calm, how much more do we believe that He can do the same for us. The word also says that he can do exceedingly abundantly above ALL that we can ask or even think, according to the power that worketh in us; we certainly can't leave out that very important piece of the verse. We have to remember to speak the Word to ourselves when we become fearful or when are "lacking abit" in our faith. Some of my favorite scriptures to stand on are: Psalm 138:8, the Lord will perfect that which concerneth me; Isaiah 54:16, No weapon that is formed, No instrument of war, no sword, or spear; no instrument of persecution or torture that is made against me shall prosper; Psalm 91:15, He will call upon me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him; and lastly, Isaiah 65:24, And it shall come to pass, that before they call, I will answer; and while they are yet speaking, I will hear. There are so many promises in the Bible to stand on, we have to find them and begin speaking them. We have to stand still and know that He is God and that He is in control of everything and everything must obey Him .

Please know today, when the wind blows and the storms of life are raging, all God has to do is speak a Word into our circumstance or situation and it is done. His Word to our wind and our storm today, “Peace be still! And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.” Be encouraged.

Until the morning, be blessed,
Cynde
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