In The Midst of Fear

When evening came, his disciples went down to the sea, got into a boat, and started across the sea to Capernaum. It was now dark, and Jesus had not yet come to them. The sea became rough because a strong wind was blowing. When they had rowed about three or four miles, they saw Jesus walking on the sea and coming near the boat, and they were frightened. But he said to them, “It is I; do not be afraid.” Then they were glad to take him into the boat, and immediately the boat was at the land to which they were going. John 6:16-21

In the Midst of Fear

Rough seas and dark night
fear like a disease overtakes
my body and soul pain racked
we cry out and it flies away.

The swells toss us
the arrogant ignore us
we walk on dangerous streets
homeless and unprotected.

The water rises in our boat
the sinking has begun
never to see land again
or smiles on our children's faces.

When in the midst of fear
we shake in terror and weep
God comes on the water
God comes into our boat.

Light where there was none
hope when only screaming
a soft touch of possibility
when only death seemed real.

Food in the wilderness abundant
healing the deepest breaks
love is walking on water
joining us in our rawest night.