“The disciple did everything they could do that night on the stormy sea. They were hardly fishermen who had lived all their lives on the shores of this lake. They Knew Galilee. They knew the hills and the winds and the storms. They knew about big waves and how to keep their boat under control. They understood how to distribute their weight and how to pull on the oars. This really wasn’t Jesus’ department. He had been a carpenter, not a fisherman. He was a preacher now, and His job was to talk to the crowds and heal the sick. He had done His work all day and was now sleeping. Now was the time for them to handle things themselves. This was the area of their expertise.
”But finally they discovered that they were not able to handle the storm. They had tried everything they knew, to no avail. Their boat was sinking. At last they turned to Him with a cry, ‘Lord, save us; we perish!’
”Never did a soul utter that cry unheeded. Jesus arose. He lifted His hands, soften employed in deeds of mercy, and said to the angry sea, ‘Peace, be still’ (Mark 4:39, KJV). The storm ceased. The billows sink to rest. The clouds rolled away. The stars shine forth. The boat rests on a quiet sea. Then, turning to His disciples, Jesus asked sorrowfully, ‘Why are ye so fearful? How is it that he have no faith?’ (Verse 40, KJV). Morris Venden, Nothing to fear: Devotions for the End Tome, 1999, p. 94.
”When they are in trouble, they say, ‘Come and save us!’” Jeremiah 2:27