Mark 4:39
When Jesus woke up, he rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Silence! Be still!” Suddenly, the wind stopped, and there was a great calm.
As the storm raged and the wind threatened to capsize the small boat, there at the bow, Jesus slept.
By no means did He stir nervously as the waves violently rocked the ship. He did not keep one eye open or brace himself so that He would not fall. He did not pretend to sleep in order to present an appearance of disinterest in the storm... He was asleep, and He was disinterested.
Jesus said, "I know where I have come from and I know where I am going."
Oh, that we would know the reason for our existence! That we would know where we came from, what we are to do, and where we will end up! That we would sleep, peacefully, like Jesus, when the storms of life come!
When the disciples woke Jesus, they accused Him!
"Are you a fool? Are you insane? Do you just not care? Look at the situation we are in. This is the end! This thing called "life," which came about without any input from us, which will continue on regardless of whether we live or die, and which is not dependent on us whatsoever, is going to end! We have seen the future! This is it!"
To this, Jesus offered a strong rebuke, "Why are you afraid? You have such little faith!"
I assure you, He did not say this playfully. He did not say it as a parent speaks to a toddler, who has no understanding at all and can not be expected to make a rational decision. He said it as a man speaks to another man. He said it as an officer, coming upon a soldier who is refusing to move out of fear, would grab that soldier by his shirt and say, "Get ahold of yourself! What is wrong with you?! Get up!"
He is saying the same to many men today.
Though we may not be fishermen, we do face storms. The wind and the waves do threaten us still.
Like the disciples, we turn an accusatory fist to God and say, "Do you not care? Are you sleeping?"
We say this because, unlike Jesus, we do not know where we are from, why we are here, what we are supposed to be doing, or where we are going.
We would like to know. We would like to be able to stand, like that Rock, though battered and beaten, unmoved.
We need to know... Though we may distract ourselves from them, some up until the very moment they lie on their deathbed, eventually these questions become so loud, so forefront in our minds that unless we answer them, we can not sleep, we can not enjoy life at all! These questions become a burning fire in our bones that must be answered, or we feel that we will die! (and some, unable to find the answers to these questions, having given in to hopelessness, DO die by taking their own life).
We want to know... We need to know... We cry out to God, again and again, to reveal these things to us until they become our sole focus in life...
The path that leads to life, though... The path that leads to YOUR life... is very narrow and very few find it.
The path that leads to your destruction and to the wasting of the one life you have on this earth is very wide, and many walk it.
That path whose way is destruction has many distractions and attractions. There is money and all of the things it can buy. There is sex and intrigue. There is power and conquest and a position on a hill where you can point down at others walking the same path and say, "You see? Look at me! Look at how high I got!" There are all sorts of costumes you can wear, and there are works of art and scientific contributions.
There are even good things on this path as well! There are libraries, built to serve underprivileged communities and hospitals, with your name plastered on the front. There are charity donations and volunteer opportunities...There are churches, too!
There are many, many men who, in surveying life, find one of these attractions and say, "There it is. I will go there, and when I get there, I will be happy, and I will have done what I was put here to do."
Yet, these attractions and all of the men who patronize them are sliding steadily right into hell.
Oh, and they know it too...
For some, when it is far too late... When they are old men, and they have lost their strength, and they are UNABLE to strive further, they are forced by the nature of time and old age to stop and look at their life, and they see that it was all for naught.
Others, by the grace of God, see it when there is still time. They are enlightened in a moment of clarity as they lie in their bed. They are endowed with wisdom, which is a gift from God, in that He is the only one who has access to it and who distributes it at His own discretion. Their eyes are opened, and they are suddenly unsatisfied. They look around them at all of the things this world has to offer, and they see that they are all the same and that they are worthless.
For such a man who has been given this gift of understanding but who has not the willingness to humble himself and turn to God, this understanding crushes him. Such a man turns to nihilism or stoicism. Like a bratty child, who, out of his own misunderstanding, turns in a rage to a distant corner and refuses to be consoled, such a man rejects the entire affair of life. He comes to despise the world and the people in it, and even his own self for being born.
Such a man has not overcome the world; he has been overcome by the illusion of the world.
There is a path, though, which is worth walking.
This path, though hard to find, is parallel to the wide one that leads to destruction.
It crosses the same terrain, weathers the same storms, and exists in the same broken world, yet those who walk it, refusing to veer to the left or the right, move as that Rock, unaffected and unafraid. They can truly find rest, no matter the circumstance.
This path does not offer elaborate costumes like the other. There are hills, but the ones who stand on them do not shout down at the ones in the valleys. Those in the valleys neither look upon those standing on the hills with contempt.
Along this path walks a select group of people who are meek and mild. Humbly, they walk with a smile on their face and joy in their heart. Abounding joy!
For they have learned where they are from, and they know why they are here, and they know what they are supposed to do, and they know where they are going!
It is that path that Jesus walked!
It is that path that He frequents now! Not because He has to, but because He enjoys being with His brothers and sisters!
He stands at the head of that path and shouts to all men:
“How long will you who are simple love your simple ways? How long will mockers delight in mockery and fools hate knowledge? Repent at my rebuke! Then I will pour out my thoughts to you, I will make known to you my teachings. But since you refuse to listen when I call and no one pays attention when I stretch out my hand, since you disregard all my advice and do not accept my rebuke, I in turn will laugh when disaster strikes you; I will mock when calamity overtakes you—
when calamity overtakes you like a storm, when disaster sweeps over you like a whirlwind, when distress and trouble overwhelm you. “Then they will call to me, but I will not answer; they will look for me but will not find me, since they hated knowledge and did not choose to fear the LORD. Since they would not accept my advice and spurned my rebuke, they will eat the fruit of their ways and be filled with the fruit of their schemes.
For the waywardness of the simple will kill them, and the complacency of fools will destroy them; but whoever listens to me will live in safety and be at ease, without fear of harm.”
Jesus was asleep in that storm because He was walking the path that leads to life.
You can walk it too...
You can't find it via GPS, and I will not even attempt to draw you a map.
It is revealed only to those who have been given wisdom.
Wisdom is only given by God.