They were fearful and amazed,
asking one another,
"Who can this be?
He commands even the winds and the waves,
and they obey Him!"
Luke 8:25
I wonder which one scared them the most. They were frightened by the raging winds and swamping waves, certain they were about to be pummeled to the bottom of the sea. But at least it was natural, expected, a normal part of the life they led.
What exactly did they hope Jesus would do when they woke him? They'd seen him teach, and heal, and even raise the dead, but there's no indication they really expected him to stop that storm.
Maybe they just wanted company in their fear. Maybe they wanted reassurance that it would all pass over soon, that they would survive to continue this mission they'd abandoned their lives to.
What they got was the instantaneous hands-on power of God.
It wasn't a sign this time, a gift bestowed on a stranger in the crowd It was the personal, immediate, force of heaven, for their benefit alone, in the voice and touch of their friend.
That was terrifying.
"Who is he?" they asked in fearful awe. After all they'd seen and heard, they didn't know the answer. After all this power, they didn't still.
When, after all he's done, will we?
