"Where is Your Faith?"

"Now it came to pass on a certain day, that He went into a ship with His disciples: and He said unto them, Let us go over unto the other side of the lake. And they launched forth. But as they sailed He fell asleep: and there came down a storm of wind on the lake; and they were filled [with water,] and were in jeopardy. And they came to Him, and awoke Him, saying, Master, master, we perish. Then He arose, and rebuked the wind and the raging of the water: and they ceased, and there was a calm. And He said unto them, Where is your faith? And they being afraid wondered, saying one to another, What manner of Man is this! for He commandeth even the winds and water, and they obey Him. " Luke 8: 22-25.

Recently, I read this, and it made me wonder, Where is Jesus in the storms of my life? When the disciples were in the ship, Jesus was with them; they were not alone. But. . . where is Jesus in my "storms"— like when I lose someone or something dear to me, or if I am disappointed? Is He abiding in my heart— or is He on the outside? Do I put my trust in Him, or must He say to me as to the disciples, "Where is your faith" (v. 25)? If we don't have Jesus, we can't have true comfort and consolation. But if we ask, He promises to help us! A beautiful promise in 1 Peter 5:7 says, "Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you." So whatever our cares or troubles, we can bring them to Jesus and He will help us bear them. He will see us through if trust in Him!

"Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths." Proverbs 3: 5,6.

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