The multitude awed, fed, and dispersed,
A collection of friends took leave of each other.
One to the mountains and the rest to a ship,
trusting to meet each other soon.
Distress, unrest, uneasy turbulence
felt by both the water and those on its surface.
Most let it permeate them, stirring up fears and anxieties.
Prolonged exposure to contrary winds swelling doubt.
Except in one, almost two.
This One felt the same unsettledness,
Yet carried Himself with gentle confidence and assured peace.
A time before, he had invited the elements to do the same
and they hearkened, choosing stillness.
Yearning, his companion queried and with the word "Come" ventured,
Heart lurching as his feet met the lake where he stood, stepped, stopped, surveyed and
sunk until saved by an immediately stretched forth hand, filled with resolution and strength,
There without hesitation but with an observant question graced with tenderness.
"O ye of little faith, wherefore dist thou doubt?"
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Another Witness
One of my favorite ideas to discuss with people is how God shows up unexpectedly in their lives. Whether its new thought while being still, ...
This is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Annie! I'm trying to write more and imagine favorite stories--its been fun to think of the feelings and tangible details that compose each of them.
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