Mark 4:36

“And other little boats were with him…”

Graciousness in Jesus be to you today! A little something different today. Hope you enjoy it!

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“Josh, what are we doing?”

“I told you, we’re following that guy in the other boat. I think he can heal mom,” Joshua said, pulling the nets and rigging into the boat.

“We don’t have time, we need to be fishing.” The other man, Joshua’s brother Samuel, said, refusing to help.

Joshua stopped and stood up straight. “Really? Over there is the possible answer to mom’s problems and all you want to think about is work? Profit?”

“Profit? When was the last time we had a profit? You’re out of your mind, that guy is just a scam artist. He’s just duping people into thinking he’s something special so he can get rich off of them.”

Joshua went back to his work. “What’s the harm. We lose a couple of hours and maybe mom gets better.” He continued setting the small boat up to sail.

3 hours later:

The tiny boat was thrown upwards in theboat-storm worst storm either brother could ever remember. The waves pushed them up so far that they actually cleared the water several times. The rain fell like rocks onto their backs. The sail had been pulled and put away or the storm would have already destroyed them. They attempted to row, but it was of no affect. Even if it had been, the shore was no where in site and the storm had caused these well seasoned sailors to lose their bearings altogether.

On cue, every two to three minutes, Samuel yelled at his brother, “What’s the harm, we lose a couple of hours…Too bad that will be your last idea and my last concession.”

In the distance, they could barely see the tiny boat with the man they followed in it. “Sammy, look!” Joshua pointed towards the other boat. In the distance he could just make out someone standing straight up in the bow.

Samuel strained to see what his brother was pointing to. He wiped the rain out of his eyes. “Is that the guy?” he asked.

“Yeah, I think it is.”

“What’s he doing? He’s gonna get tossed…”

As Samuel tried to voice what he thought about the foolishness of a man standing in the bow like that during such a fierce storm, the waters in all directions suddenly stilled. The clouds rolled back, the rain, obviously, stopped along with any evidence of the storm. He now saw clearly the man standing in the bow was pointing to the waters. He then turned around and sat down, talking to those in the boat with him.

Samuel looked at Joshua, whose eyes were wide and whose face had turned a little pale. Samuel had felt the blood seep from his own face as well. He was in shock at what he had just witnessed. “Yeah, I think He might be the One to help mom. I think you might be right.”

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Hope you enjoyed that little “fictional” story based upon what could have happened in that passage of scripture. Who knows?

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Author: Matt Davenport

I love to write. I write books, blogs, articles. Mostly about God and His amazing blessings. Sometimes about other things. But mostly about God. I have a fixation on comma. Please forgive me if you see too many of them.

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