Walk with me
Here’s a poem that speaks to the power of Christ, divine Truth, as our “shelter from all storms.”
and from the mountain top
Jesus saw them, his disciples –
toiling in rowing
their ship
in the midst of the seaand as they struggled,
braced against the wind,
oars pressed to unfriendly watershe walked to them
over wave
through gale
unhurried
unharried“be of good cheer”
he said,
“be not afraid,
it’s me.”up into the ship he went
(no labored hoisting,
no desperate rescue)
and the wind ceased*the peace,
a resounding hushsee the wake he leaves –
message etched on now still waters:walk over, not into or with**
buffetings, bluster, rage, fear
walk over, not into or with
torrents, tempest, rancor, despairwalk with me,
Christ:
inner voice of calm
truth teller
divine oasis
your shelter from all storms*See Mark 6:48-51.
**See Mary Baker Eddy, “Unity of Good,” p. 11.
Originally published in the Jan. 8, 2018, issue of the Christian Science Sentinel.