Peace Be Still

Pentacost 4

​For many, the sea conjures up delightful images.
Some enjoy the serenity of a quiet walk on the shore,
Or a cruise to a tropical island.

Modern images of the sea are typically tame and inviting:
Lulling us into associating the sea with a sense of tranquility.

The sea can be described in an endless number of ways.
It is refreshing, beautiful, and humbling.

But not so for our Gospel writer, Mark.

Mark’s sea is not a place for romantic cruises on crystal blue waters.
According to theologian Sharyn Dowd,
In Jesus’ time, the waters were considered to be demon-filled,
And threatened to leave widows behind whenever their loved ones set sail in pursuit of their livelihood.
Mark’s sea is where discipleship is challenged,
Where boundaries are impassable,
Where life hangs in the balance,
And where evil lurks as a formidable foe.
Storms happen—even to the best,
The smartest, and the most prepared among us.
Storms terrify us,
Knocking us around,
Threatening to destroy our stability and security.

We don’t know whether we can withstand them,
And we are uncertain of how long they will last.
At least, that’s how a storm at sea would be for most of us.

And that’s how it was for the disciples.
At the end of a long day of teaching,
Jesus needs a break and initiates a trip across the Sea of Galilee.
Although the water is usually calm,
The wind coming over the surrounding mountains can suddenly raise a tumultuous storm.

Even with Jesus on board,
They still encountered tremendous gusts.
There was no avoiding this storm.
Even as they faithfully followed Jesus’ instructions to cross the water to the other side, they were beaten by waves.
Even though surrounded by other boats—the wind howled--
Lightning flashed:
Rain poured:
Thunder boomed:
And the boat seemed to be sinking.

The disciples were terrified that they would perish and Jesus was asleep:
Relaxing on a cushion!
So, they cry out, “Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?”

And it is then that Jesus calmed the sea with the words, “Peace, be still.”
We may have never crossed the Sea of Galilee,
But we’ve been in that boat.

This story is not just a story about a boat trip and stormy weather.
It’s a story about life--
Our life--
Our fear--
Our faith.
Times of intense difficulty, trouble, or danger have often been compared to stormy seas.
They come upon us weather we like it or not.
And life is like that. 

We can avoid some storms by watching the weather forecast,
And by using some common sense.
We can avoid some emotional, spiritual, financial, and social disasters by being wise and following instructions.

But sometimes, bad things just happen--
Even when we’re minding our own business:
Doing what’s right, 
Living out our baptismal covenant to the best of our ability with God’s help.

Sometimes, life places us in a boat and the storms begin to rage--
The storms of pain and loss--
The storms of rejection and failure--
The storms of illness and death--
The storms of pandemic and polar vortex.

Whenever or however they arise,
Storms are about changing conditions.
Life becomes overwhelming and out of control.
The weaves crash,
The boat fills up,
And we’re struggling to stay afloat.

For more than a year,
The storm of pandemic has taken us to uncharted waters.
We have a desired destination but are not sure of where we will end up,
Or how we will get there. 

The water is deep,
And the new shore is a distant horizon.
We long to trade in our lament for the psalmist’s proclamation:
“Let the redeemed of the Lord say so!”
Instead, we find ourselves crying out in fear,
“God, where are you? Do you not care that we are suffering?”
When the wind ceased and the waves became calm,
Jesus questioned the disciple’s fear and lack of faith.

It’s worth nothing that Jesus never said, “There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
The storm on the Sea of Galilee that night must have been extremely fearsome if seasoned fisherman doubted their own ability to keep the boat afloat.
We often confuse the two phrases, but saying,
“There’s nothing to be afraid of,”
Is quite different from saying, “Do not be afraid.”
The truth is that things that cause fear are very real.
Isolation, pain, viruses, the loss of jobs, the loss of relationships,
Illness, and death are all very real. 

Like the disciples in our text,
We are also challenged to rediscover our faith in God’s word when we find ourselves in the midst of storms.
The questions Jesus asked the disciples are the questions he continues to ask us:
“why are you afraid? Have you still no faith?”

As we grow in faith, we come to understand that the things that cause us despair do not have the last word. 
Yet, faith does not eliminate, change, or take us around the storms of our lives.
Rather, faith takes us THROUGH the storms:
Reminding us that Jesus is there with us.

We are reminded that the power of God is mightier than any wind that beats against us.
That the love of God is deeper than any wave that threatens to drown us.
Jesus invites us to stay with him in the boat saying,
“Let us go across to the other side, I won’t leaved your side.  I’ll journey with you.”

And let’s not forget that Jesus was not addressing only one disciple when he invited them on their boat trip.
He addressed all twelve,
And Mark tells us that other boats were with him.
They were in community.

If the past year has taught us anything,
It is the importance of community.
People have worked so hard to stay connected to their communities:
Even while apart. 

Just as the disciples set off for the other shore with Jesus in the stern,
We too, journey with our community,
Accompanied by the Master of the ocean and earth and skies,
Who promises, “The wind and the waves shall obey my will. Peace. Be still.”

After the last winds died down from Hurricane Katrina,
There was little optimism among those who remained in New Orleans.
But in the heart of the French Quarter,
In the courtyard behind St. Louis Cathedral,
They found a sign of hope:
A statue of Jesus:
Standing with outstretched arms on a white marble pedestal:
Amid the rubble, unscathed by the destruction all around.

A giant magnolia tree had fallen a few feet away;
So had an ancient oak.
Several burial vaults lay broken and smashed.
But there stood the risen Christ with outstretched arms, offering peace and calm. 

When the storms of life toss us to and fro,
May we be reminded that the Master of the winds and waves is present in every storm and his response is always the same:
“Peace! Be still!”
Amen.

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