Sometimes I feel as if I float on a sea of crashing waves jostling and tossing about not knowing what direction to go.  Seas of darkness threatening to over take me pulling me under with suffocating strength crushing my chest turning my breath to gasps as anxiety and panic set in.  I whisper your name … Jesus … as I see you rise out of the dark sea of fear and pain your arms envelope me, holding strong, my life raft catching me not letting me fall into dark waters.  I see your strong hands take the wheel of the ship standing beside me steering me through the overwhelming swells of waves never allowing the ship to capsize as you deliver me to safe ground.

Then they I cried out to the Lord in their my trouble,
and he brought them me out of their my distress.
He stilled the storm to a whisper;
the waves of the…