Peace, Be Still

Like so many of you, I spent the early part of this week glued to the television coverage of Harvey’s trip through the Houston area. One night, Sunday I think, the prediction was that the rain in the League City area would end at about 2 am. So I stayed up and watched the news and the weather outside. When the rain subsided, I went to bed. Then the next day, or maybe the one following, the prediction was that the storm would subside a bit around 1:30. So I stayed up till about that time, again with an eye on the weather outside. 

One of my favorite miracles of Jesus is the one when he and the disciples were on the Sea of Galilee when a storm arose. Jesus was asleep in the back of the boat, but those with him were awake and worried about the ominous weather. When they woke him, he chided them for their little faith. Then he spoke to the storm. The winds died and the seas calmed. Peace came to them out of the storm.

When I thought about my weather watching as Harvey passed by, I thought of the disciples and realized I was acting just like them. I heard the message to me, and applied the words of Jesus to myself: “Peace, be still” .

Master, the tempest is raging
The billows are tossing high
The sky is o’er shadowed with blackness
No shelter or help is nigh
Carest Thou not that we perish?
How canst Thou lie asleep
When each moment so madly is threatening
A grave in the angry deep?
The winds and the waves shall obey my will, peace be still
Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea
Or demons or men or whatever it be
No water can swallow the ship where lies
The Master of ocean and earth and skies
They shall sweetly obey my will
Peace be still, peace be still
They all shall sweetly obey my will, peace, peace be still.


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