I wonder if Jesus often wondered, in His humanity, why the disciples just didn’t get it.
In fact, I wonder why I don’t at times. Sometimes it seems like an everyday occurrence.
There Jesus was, all along, throughout the storm, and yet I fail to recognize Him. I knew, at least in my heart, that God was still God, that the Holy Spirit was my great comforter, and that Jesus was at the right hand of the Father saying, “Dad, I know what he’s going through. Let’s help him one more time.” But in the midst of a tempest… a storm… a trial… it often seemed like He was nowhere around.
Or, are you not like me and my disciple friends? Do you have perfect faith? Strong faith? BIG faith? BIGGER faith? Is your faith “mature”? More “perfect” than mine?
Sure, we should always grow in our faith. And it is trials and storms of life that God uses so often to increase our dependency on Him; to teach us who God is and who we are not. But you and I, if we are honest, know that our faith often dwindles. We often try to take on the storms with our own abilities. It may be like flying a paper airplane in a hurricane, but we will put our all into being independent. As dumb as that seems in reality.
And then our plane crashes…
You’ve been there.
Suddenly, we have nowhere else to turn and we call upon the name of the Lord! Redemption comes! Then comes the real strength and power! Then comes the real solution!
Our faith… little as it may be… calls upon Jesus… and all Creation bows at His name!
When is the last time you knew God to be God…no questions asked?