They had forgotten to take bread and had only one loaf with them in the boat. … They were discussing among themselves that they did not have any bread. Aware of this, He said to them, “Why are you discussing that you don’t have any bread? Do you not yet understand or comprehend? Is your heart hardened? Do you have eyes, and not see, and do you have ears, and not hear? And do you not remember? When I broke the five loaves for the 5,000, how many baskets full of pieces of bread did you collect?” Mark 8:14, 16-19 NASB
Sometimes, I think those disciples were pretty dense. I mean, they had just witnessed the miracle of Jesus feeding thousands men with a few loaves and a handful of fish. A mind-boggling miracle, if you ask me. A few hours later, there they were in a boat in the middle of the sea, and they realize, “Uh-oh. We forgot to pack dinner. What are we going to do, guys? Any ideas?”
Jesus – right there in the boat with them – just stares at them. Really? Were you there a few hours ago when I made a couple of loaves into thousands?
Makes me shake my head, until I … um … look at my own life. Jesus has performed so many miracles for me and in front of me. In my four decades of life, I’ve faced hundreds of personal problems that seemed absolutely unsolvable, and yet … he’s solved every one. I can look back and attest to the utter faithfulness of God in every. Single. Situation.
But, when a new problem presents itself – I wring my hands and ask my boat mates “What shall I do?” Surely, this problem, this new thorny issue, is more complicated than any before.
It’s not. It feels that way. But it’s not.
One of the many lessons my godly husband has taught me is not to allow my emotions to control me. And I believe that is the same lesson Jesus was trying to pound into his disciples’ thick heads. You may feel like the situation is hopeless, but choose to trust Me based on your past experience with Me. Trust me even when your feelings scream the opposite.
Jesus was the anchor in that boat. It wasn’t being tossed by furious waves, but simply by emotions of doubt and fear. The problem wasn’t even that huge. The disciples were merely hungry. Their lives were not in danger. Jesus was still the solution. And the problem, small as it was, came about because the disciples themselves made a mistake. They forgot to pack bread. Jesus didn’t rebuke them for forgetting the bread and causing the problem. He rebuked them for not trusting Him to solve it.
In every problem, small or large, caused by my own mistakes or not – Jesus is my anchor.