The Captain leaves the young mate at the helm as wind shrieks in the rigging and the lumbering craft takes on a terrifying list. Waves crash repeatedly over the starboard bow. Hold her steady Son. This is where you learn of the thrilling challenge of the storm’s fury, and the merits of quick and respectful ejaculations of prayer Heavenward. God boasts against this fury and He will bring the calm. You will be changed Matie. This humbling brings on the honest-to-goodness manhood. Should there be trouble I will not be too quick to return above-decks. This is meant to be a shining hour, and yours.
23 They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters;
24 These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.
25 For he commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof.
26 They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble.
27 They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit’s end.
28 Then they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses.
29 He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still.
30 Then are they glad because they be quiet; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven.
31 Oh that men would praise the Lord for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men! (Psalm 107)