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"Quiet, Be still"

Mark 4:35-41: One of the passages that have impacted me the most emotionally.
In a way, I'm very similar to the disciples. It's not that I have no faith, but rather, I have a lack of trust. (Essentially the same thing huh?) I mean, I have faith in the fact that God sent His one and only son down to die, atoning for our sins. But, somehow I never seem to feel Him holding me as I walk this path. I trust that He is, don't get me wrong. (This is full of contradictions, I'm aware.)
But I feel like I'm walking without direction.
Maybe I'm just not listening to His guidance.
Maybe my heart isn't quiet enough, I'm not patient enough to wait for him to speak to me.
And I know, I only have myself to blame for this lack of trust.
He's there for me, I'm sure. I just haven't let Him find me.
"Quiet, be still"
"Why are you so afraid. Do you still have no faith?"

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