Rough morning. Increase meds causing nausea. PD causing slowed movements. I feel like I'm in the boat with the disciples during a big storm on the Sea of Galilee and Jesus is sleeping while we are panicking. How can he sleep? He's awakened and rebukes the storm and says, "Where is your faith?" Three things strike me about this story. First, Jesus is in the boat with me during my storm, even though it may feel like He's sleeping, He is here. Second, with a few words, "Peace, be still" He calmed the storm and in the same way He can calm this storm in my life. Third, where is my faith? Is it in doctors or medicine or having a good day free of fear? While these are all good, my faith must be in Christ alone.

The image I've posted is from an art class my hubby taught at church. It shows the artist's severely disabled daughter being lifted up by some of his students. It speaks volumes to me about trust.