Mark 6:48 “And about the fourth watch of the night he cometh unto them, walking upon the sea, and would have passed by them.” It’s a strange moment—Jesus, walking on the sea toward His disciples, looks as if He might pass right by. He’s not ignoring them, and He’s not abandoning them. But He waits.…

Mark 6:45–48 “And straightway he constrained his disciples to get into the ship… and he saw them toiling in rowing; for the wind was contrary unto them…” The storm wasn’t a surprise—it was scheduled. Jesus constrained the disciples to get into the boat. He knew the wind would be contrary. And still, He sent them. Why? Because sometimes storms

Mark 6:51 “And he went up unto them into the ship; and the wind ceased: and they were sore amazed in themselves beyond measure, and wondered.” The moment Jesus stepped into the boat, everything changed. The wind stopped. The chaos stilled. Their hearts, once gripped by fear, were overwhelmed by awe. But what stands out

Mark 6:47–48 “And when even was come, the ship was in the midst of the sea, and he alone on the land. And he saw them toiling in rowing…” Jesus was on the mountain. The disciples were in the sea. Darkness had fallen, the storm had risen, and the wind was pressing hard against them.

Mark 6:45 “And straightway he constrained his disciples to get into the ship, and to go to the other side before unto Bethsaida, while he sent away the people.” Jesus constrained them to get into the boat. That word is strong—it means to compel or even to force. Why would Jesus push His disciples into something that

Mark 6:51–52 “And he went up unto them into the ship; and the wind ceased: and they were sore amazed in themselves beyond measure, and wondered. For they considered not the miracle of the loaves: for their heart was hardened.” The disciples had just witnessed one of the most incredible miracles—5,000 men fed with five

Mark 6:50 “For they all saw him, and were troubled. And immediately he talked with them, and saith unto them, Be of good cheer: it is I; be not afraid.” Fear has a way of blinding us. The disciples saw Jesus coming and didn’t recognize Him. They thought He was a ghost. Isn’t it amazing

Mark 6:48 “And about the fourth watch of the night he cometh unto them, walking upon the sea, and would have passed by them.” The fourth watch of the night was between 3 a.m. and 6 a.m.—the darkest, loneliest part of the night. The disciples had been fighting the storm for hours. No light. No

Mark 6:48 “And he saw them toiling in rowing; for the wind was contrary unto them: and about the fourth watch of the night he cometh unto them, walking upon the sea, and would have passed by them.” Sometimes the wind of life pushes hard against us. We row, we strain, we sweat—yet it feels

Mark 6:48 “And he saw them toiling in rowing; for the wind was contrary unto them: and about the fourth watch of the night he cometh unto them, walking upon the sea, and would have passed by them.“ They couldn’t see Him—but He saw them. That line always grips me. The disciples were caught in