“…[Jesus’] disciples went down to the lake, where they got into a boat and set off across the lake for Capernaum. By now it was dark, and Jesus had not yet joined them. A strong wind was blowing and the waters grew rough” (John 6:16–18).
The disciples were too far from the shore, too long in the struggle, and too small against the waves. And Jesus was nowhere to be seen. Have you ever encountered a dangerous, ominous, seemingly godforsaken storm? Storms overtake us. And it sometimes seems they will never end.
But then the unimaginable happens. John gives no details, just this economical statement: “They saw Jesus… walking on the water” (John 6:19). That is all we need to know. Before Jesus stills the storms, he comes to us in the midst of storms. And He’ll come and meet you in yours. Remember, friend, you are never alone.
