The other day I was going through some old digital photographs on my computer. It is amazing to me how quickly they multiply. It seemed like a walk down memory lane, going back many years with people and places I had forgotten. In fact, some of the people in those pictures now live in the presence of Jesus. As I searched for a specific photo, I came across some photos of my first trip to Israel in 1995. It was really the first time I had been out of the country, at least across the ocean.
 
The trip was a gift from a congregation member, and it was with a group of about 40 pastors from all over the United States. A highlight was when we visited the Sea of Galilee and had the opportunity to go out on the sea on one of a number of “Jesus Boats.” These vessels are allegedly a facsimile of the kind of boat that Jesus would have been on with His disciples as they fished. Ironically, our guide referred to it as the “disciple ship.” We had gone around the large lake for about two hours, learning about different sites along the way. We learned how the anglers cast their nets to catch fish as the sky overhead quickly became cloudy. It was then that our Israeli guide began sharing the story of Jesus sleeping on the boat when a storm suddenly arose, preparing us for what was ahead. It did not prepare us!
 
Matthew reports, “And behold, there arose a great storm on the sea, so that the boat was being swamped by the waves; but He [Jesus] was asleep. And they went and woke Him saying, ‘Save us, Lord; we are perishing. And He said to them, ‘Why are you afraid, O you of little faith?’ Then He rose and rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm.” Matthew 8:24-26.
 
I understood that story so much better after this trip! What started out as a beautiful day quickly changed as the sky grew dark and the winds began to whip the water on the Sea of Galilee. The little boat rocked fiercely as our guide told us to remain calm, that the captain would take good care of us. It started raining, and thunder and lightning seemed all around us. You never saw 40 pastors fall to their knees quicker, while our Israeli guide laughed. By the time we got to shore, which was only about 10 minutes away, the storm had passed and the sun returned. Our guide told us this is normal because of the way the mountains surround the sea. It’s the perfect setting for a storm.