…..Mark 4:35-41
Hey Lord.
Don’t you care, that we are going down?
….sucked into the vortex of unknown fear
the swirling black hole
which pulls at our every fiber.
Where are you,
when I really need you?
I am just a few steps ahead of the quicksand.
It seems as if you sleep
uncaring
and even when I call -
do not awake.
I do not care that the wind and the sea
may listen to you eventually.
I need you now.
Now is when I am terrified,
do not understand,
when I fear I will break apart.
I’ve seen you cut others loose
known them to go down with the ship.
Is that my fate?
If you intend to save me,
Why put me through this peril to begin with?
