Storms

IMG_20160612_153913Last spring, my love took me deep sea fishing. He entered us in a fishing tournament. We had a running joke about how I only did little girl fishing because I had always fished in lakes and ponds. On a bad day, it was my way to decompress. My eyesight isn’t what it used to be, so I would really have to concentrate on the bobber to see if it was moving. This meant I was not thinking about everything else. I was solely focused on fishing.

My love is an expert fisherman. As much as he loves music and as talented as he is as a singer, there is no greater passion in his life than fishing. He was so excited that I agreed to go all those miles out in the ocean and fish for 8-12 hours with him and a bunch of men from his fishing club. How could I not? I had to prove I could do more than little girl fish.

When we made our way to the Outer Banks, we were greeted by a storm. We were told we would have to wait until the next day to go out on the boat. The men reassured me that I would be okay and that the storm wouldn’t make me seasick.

I woke up that morning at 4am, put on my hat and my make-up (which they laughed at) and got on that boat. I had taken medicine to prevent motion sickness and prayed. It is pretty intimidating going in a charter boat that far out in the ocean. You’re a tiny speck in a great big puddle.

The storm had ceased, but the ocean had not yet settled. It takes the ocean a while to calm after a storm. Boy, can I relate. We did some fishing and some sleeping and some laughing. I caught 2 of the biggest fish I had ever caught in my entire fishing career. It was a blast! I had a lot of coaching and a ton of help, but that boldness to try something different, scored us an extra trophy to put up with all of the kid’s sports trophies.

The waves were pretty choppy  and the boat ride home was rough, but we had done what we had set out to do. I was proud of our winning fish, but I was more proud that I had done it at all. I’m always so fearful to try new things, but I did it, angry ocean and all.

There was a moment on that boat when the sun was shining and I was sitting with the love of my life. He pointed at dolphins and I forgot all about the rough ride in. There was calm and the noise and worry in my head ceased. It was pretty incredible.

I thought about God. I usually do when I look and beautiful things in nature. I wonder how people could not believe when they look at how beautiful the world can be. I remembered the story in the bible when Jesus calmed the sea.

Mark 4:35-41

35 That day when evening came, he said to his disciples, “Let us go over to the other side.” 36 Leaving the crowd behind, they took him along, just as he was, in the boat. There were also other boats with him. 37 A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped. 38 Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, “Teacher, don’t you care if we drown?”

39 He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!”Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.

40 He said to his disciples, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?”

41 They were terrified and asked each other, “Who is this? Even the wind and the waves obey him!”

If Jesus, the son of God, could calm the ocean during a raging storm, how then can he not hush every storm in my life? There is no storm, or fishing trip, or worry, or heartache, or crazy schedule that I can not ask God to give me peace about. Even in the midst of chaos, you can get sunshine and dolphins. There is always time in every day when you can turn off the static in your own head.  You just have to get quiet and be still.

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