Read: Luke 8:22-56
First, there was the storm that Jesus slept through. Then, there was the legion of demons he commanded. After that, there was a little girl on her deathbed needing him and an interruption by the bleeding woman.
I wonder if the disciples were completely confused, if not a little bit suspicious. Here was a man who was clothed in normal flesh, talked with a regular voice, walked on two feet and put his pants/toga on the same way they did. Yet when the time came for very normal human reactions to very big situations, he stayed eerily calm.
They all felt the panic rising when the storm rolled in. They experienced what I’m sure seemed an appropriate amount of stress when faced with the naked demon-possessed man who had evil powers to break chains and lived in a tomb. Take a minute to swallow that. Demons. Tombs. Justifiably scary.
They felt the excitement thinking that Jesus just might heal this young girl, followed Him as he followed her father, and then the crashing sorrow and disappointment when He’d taken too long talking with a woman along the way, receiving the news He’d been too late to heal the child.
Yet Jesus, in His human body with human eyes didn’t have normal, human reactions. He didn’t freak out during the storm, in the boat, in the middle of the water. He didn’t stand back from the demon possessed man, and His voice didn’t falter when He addressed the demons. He didn’t hang His head in stress or wring His hands at the loss of the little girl.
He carried with Him a peace they struggled to understand and one we struggle to understand, too.
Yet as I watch Him in my mind’s eye, I’m comforted beyond belief. I’m doing my best to grab onto this, to tuck away these images of a fearless Savior walking into and through very tumultuous situations. He didn’t operate or deal in fear because He was one with God, and as such, He knew the outcomes already. He saw not just the next hour or week or year, but He knew that there was an eternity outside of the present moment, and He knew what it was going to look like.
This is the Jesus we serve, the One who gave His life for our eternity, the One who sent His Spirit to assure and guide us. Our God doesn’t have to deal in fear, so we don’t either.
And just in case you feel guilty for being fearful, hear this—it’s not condemnation that Jesus brings; it’s comfort. We take our comfort and security in the fact that He is not rattled by storms, by sin, by disease, or by the timing that might baffle us.
When Jesus asked the disciples on the boat during the storm, “Where is your faith?” — the root of the Greek word for “faith” means inward certainty. Our security doesn’t rely on our external circumstances, and He was reminding them of that truth.
Jesus, help me remember that even when I am shaken by life or confusion or fear, You are not. You look storms and demons and death head on because you see with an eternal perspective. Teach my heart to be secure in You, Lord.
Think it over / Action Step:
“Faith and Fear are both controlled by what we focus on!”
Read Psalm 121 (NKJV) and ask God to help you to focus on Him instead of your current storm.
Prepare your heart:
For next week — Read Luke 9:1-27