"There were also with him other little ships" (Mark 4: 36).
Jesus was the Lord High Admiral of the sea that night, and His presence preserved the whole convoy. If we go with Jesus, we must be content to fare as He fares. When the waves are rough to Him they will be rough to us. It is by the tempest and tossing that we will come to land, as He did before us. When the storm swept over Galilee's dark lake, all faces gathered blackness, and all hearts dreaded shipwreck. When all creature-help was useless, the slumbering Savior arose and, with a word, transformed the riot of the tempest into the deep quiet of a calm. Jesus is the star of the sea; and although there is sorrow on the sea, when Jesus is on it there is joy also. May our hearts make Jesus their anchor, their rudder, their lighthouse, their lifeboat, and their harbor. His Church is the Admiral's flagship. He Himself is the great attraction. Let us follow in His wake, mark His signals, steer by His chart, and never fear while He is within hail. Not one ship in the convoy will suffer wreck; the great Commodore will steer each one safely to the desired haven. Winds and waves will not spare us, but they all obey Him; and, therefore, whatever squalls may occur without, faith will feel a blessed calm within. His vessel has reached the haven, and so will ours.