Look at that title again. In Luke 8:22-25 Jesus performs a miracle. He tells a storm to stop. His disciples are all scared out of their minds because they think they are about to die. This must have been a pretty good storm. Keep in mind they are not in the middle of the Bering Sea during crab season. They are on a lake.
Well as they sailed Jesus fell asleep. I imagine he fell asleep because he was
tired. That is why I fall asleep. I also imagine he was tired from having to
carry that group of knuckleheads across the desert all the time. He had to answer a lot of questions and it
has to be tiring answering questions all the time. And it is especially tiring when your MO is
answering questions with other questions.
So he was tired and he fell asleep.
So Jesus is asleep and a windstorm suddenly assails this
little boat that was supposedly only going out on a three hour tour. A three hour tour. The boat started filling with water. I imagine the zealots and the tax collectors
are really starting to lose their minds.
I imagine them looking to Peter and his brother (because they were
fishermen and boats were their life once upon a time) for comfort and
assurance. Peter and his brother start
freaking out like the Steward of Gondor when he looked down and saw all of
Sauron’s army amassed on the Fields of Pelinor.
“ABANDON YOUR POSTS! WE ARE ALL
GOING TO DIE!” When Peter and his
brother lost it then the rest really lost their freaking minds.
Somebody decided they ought to wake the boss up since they
were all going to die. Who was this
brave soul who woke Jesus up? Waking
Jesus up seemed like the right thing to do.
Now I want to ask a question.
What motivated them to wake Jesus?
Did they think it was common courtesy to wake up their rabbi before they
all died? Or did they wake him up
because they thought he could do something about it? I am inclined to think they woke Jesus up for
reason number one. Common courtesy. Let me explain.
We see at the conclusion of this little tale their
reaction to Jesus and what he did. I
think they were surprised that Jesus could do this. They just didn’t think that Jesus had that
particular skill in his wheelhouse.
So they wake the boss up before he drowns. Because God knows it is better to drown wide
awake than drown in your sleep. The ESV
goes like this: Master, Master, we are perishing. The JKV goes like this: MASTER!!! MASTER!!!! WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE. This I can relate to. I have been in a van in Michigan and again in
a van in Webbers Falls, OK when I tire has blown out or just decided it no
longer wanted to be joined with the rest of the vehicle. Both of these happened while a good friend of
mine was driving and both time my first thought was, “We are going to die.” No ALL CAPS to show my dismay and terror,
just the cold certainty that my time on this mortal coil was fast coming to an
end.
They wake Jesus up with the assurance they are going to
die. Jesus wakes up to the sound of the
wind and rain and his disciples losing it.
Here is where it gets kind of funny for me. Jesus wakes up and rebukes the wind and the
waves and they stopped cold. No more
wind. No more waves. Just like that. Then he turns and asks them where their faith
is. See this with me.
Jesus wakes up.
Maybe he wakes up and for a second he doesn’t know where he is. He was fully human. You’ve awakened and wondered where you are
before. This is a perfectly natural
thing that happens to sober people all the time. It is not just a phenomenon of the
catastrophically drunk. He wakes up and
it is pandalerium on the boat. The
disciples are coming apart. Maybe Jesus
is just a tad grumpy about not being able to get a little rest. If you don’t think Jesus is capable of grumpy
I ask you to revisit the whole clearing out the temple story. So roll with me here. He’s grumpy.
His disciples are scared out of their minds. Jesus goes up to the other side of the boat
and looks at the wind and the waves and takes out his frustration on the
weather. He rebuked the wind and the
waves. This was not a gentle little
request. “Hey wind. Hey waves.
Stop acting up. Thanks.” I hear it this way. “FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT’S
HOLY WOULD YOU STOP!! RIGHT!!! NOW!!!”
And it stopped.
The wind quit being windy and the waves quit being wavy. Just like that. I can see the disciples sitting behind Jesus
with their mouths open with this thought in their minds: Holy crap what just
happened? And amid that confusion he
turned to them. A moment before the wind
and the waves stopped cold and now they had his undivided attention. And what is the first emotion they felt. Joy at being saved from a watery grave? Relief?
Gratitude? All of these are
perfectly reasonable responses to what happened. But they felt none of this at first. They were afraid.
It says they marveled and asked a very crucial
question. Who is this guy that he can
command the winds and the waves and they obey him? Jesus calms a storm and saves their lives and
it scares them witless.
I believe they got a first glimpse at the God they were
following that day. This was more than a
teacher laying out theoretical platitudes and homilies about how to live. I think they came face to face for the first
time with the fact that he was authority behind all he was teaching them.
Throughout the Bible when people came face to face with
God their first instinctive reaction was fear.
And they had cause to be afraid.
These disciples were no different.
I think they came away from that encounter with God with more than a
little fear because what would it mean to follow him. How were they going to have to change? What was going to happen to their lives? Not all of them made it to the finish line. Judas could not handle the strain. The path was too hard. 11 of the 12 went on to follow gloriously and
laid the foundations for every Christian and every church.
I have to ask myself what it means to follow this man who
can command the winds and waves but doesn’t command me. The wind and the waves had no choice. I do. And
so do you. There may come a time when
the winds and the waves crash against the little boat I am on when all I thought
I was signing up for was a simple three hour tour and I feel that Jesus is
asleep at the wheel. What do I do?
I have to tell you this scares me more than a
little.