As National Poetry Month nears its end, I can’t help but look to the world at large… one thing we long for, we strive for, is peace. Facing personal struggles, family issues, troubles on the larger scale that we read of in the papers or see splashed across the news, I found rest today as a happened upon a poem I wrote a year ago. It is a narrative from the perspective of the apostle Matthew. I can only imagine how it must have felt to be a follower of Christ, one who had worked with government and numbers and likely deception at times, but who left that to follow Jesus. And who was on a boat on the Sea of Galilee when they faced a storm unlike any other.
be still and know
(Matthew 4:26, Psalm 46:10)
The wind obeys
The waves listen
I reach the shore
and step from the boat
The wars move on
The storms rage
I saw His hand
Heard His voice
And I know…
None is stronger than His peace.
“Be still and know that I am GOD.”
I’ll try, Lord. I will.
8 Come and see what the Lord has done,
the desolations he has brought on the earth.
9 He makes wars cease
to the ends of the earth.
He breaks the bow and shatters the spear;
he burns the shields[d] with fire.
10 He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.”
23 Then he got into the boat and his disciples followed him. 24 Suddenly a furious storm came up on the lake, so that the waves swept over the boat. But Jesus was sleeping. 25 The disciples went and woke him, saying, “Lord, save us! We’re going to drown!”
26 He replied, “You of little faith, why are you so afraid?” Then he got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, and it was completely calm.
27 The men were amazed and asked, “What kind of man is this? Even the winds and the waves obey him!”