A comparison and a poem.
Psalm 107:23-32 and Mark 4:35-41
Psalm 107:23-32
23Those who go down to the sea in ships, Who do business on great waters,
24They see the works of the Lord, And His wonders in the deep. 25For He commands and raises the stormy wind, Which lifts up the waves of the sea. 26They mount up to the heavens, They go down again to the depths; Their soul melts because of trouble.
27They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, And are at their wits’ end. 28Then they cry out to the Lord in their trouble,
And He brings them out of their distresses. 29He calms the storm, So that its waves are still. 30Then they are glad because they are quiet; So He guides them to their desired haven.
31Oh, that men would give thanks to the Lord for His goodness, And for His wonderful works to the children of men! 32Let them exalt Him also in the assembly of the people, And praise Him in the company of the elders.
Here is a poem I wrote based on Matthew 14:22-33, which also talks about the storm, and in which Peter walks on the water.
Storms
The winds are howling, the waves arise
The clouds are dark and black
Why did You place me in this boat?
And when will You be back?
I struggle with the oars alone
Against the rising tide.
Despair grips my heart and soul
As I long to reach the other side.
The winds whip as I struggle
I perish; where are You, Lord?
My boat is about to capsize;
I need Your commanding word.
Then, I see a Figure
Walking on the raging sea;
I behold Your holy form
On the very thing that terrifies me.
“Come forth,” You say, and I obey,
Reaching for Your hand.
I look to You and then step out,
Longing to be taken to land.
But the storm is raging, oh, so hard,
And I don’t know what to do.
In absolute terror and fright,
I take my eyes off You.
The icy, dark waters engulf me
As I prepare for the end.
But then, Your hand delivers me
And praise to You I send.
You enter my struggling, tossing boat
And take me to my desired place.
You used the storm to bring me here–
Now I long only for Your face.
Mark 4:35-41
35On the same day, when evening had come, He said to them, “Let us cross over to the other side.” 36Now when they had left the multitude, they took Him along in the boat as He was. And other little boats were also with Him.
37And a great windstorm arose, and the waves beat into the boat, so that it was already filling.
38But He was in the stern, asleep on a pillow. And they awoke Him and said to Him, “Teacher, do You not care that we are perishing?”
39Then He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace, be still!” And the wind ceased and there was a great calm. 40But He said to them, “Why are you so fearful? How is it that you have no faith?”
41And they feared exceedingly, and said to one another, “Who can this be, that even the wind and the sea obey Him!”