Storm before a baptism.
High tide, surging waters. The same waters are placed on a head and surround a body, a life given over to the Lord.
He commands the wind and the waves.
“Victory” doesn’t exist if there are no battles.
This is the victory we continually live – incredible triumph in the midst of choppy seas.
Recognise Him in the storm.
Baptised into His death, but also His unquenchable life.
We are Easter people.
“Behold, I tell you a mystery; we will not all sleep, but we will all be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet; for the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed.” – 1 Cor 15:51-52