One word. That’s all. No explanations. No assurances. Just trust.
And somehow, that’s enough.
The water still churns. The boat still rocks. His fear hasn’t disappeared. But his focus has changed. His gaze is fixed. His heart is answering something deeper than fear.
We all know what it is to sit on the edge – torn between what’s comfortable and what’s calling us. But grace doesn’t always wait for the storm to pass.
Sometimes, it calls us out in the middle of it.
And when it does, all we’re left with is one word – and the One who spoke it.
