Thou art the Lord who slept upon the pillow

Thou art the Lord who soothed the furious sea

What matter beating wind and tossing billow, if only we are in the boat with thee?

Hold us in quiet through the age long minute, while thou art silent and the wind is shrill,

Can the boat sink, Lord,  while thou art in it?

Can the heart faint that waiteth on thy will?

Amy Carmichael, Towards Jerusalem

He wants you to know, that He is in the boat with you.

Hope floats with you.

And when it gets really bad, Hope is the anchor that holds.

You don’t have to be the one who holds it all together, He already has that covered.

This hope is a strong and trustworthy anchor for our souls. It leads us through the curtain into God’s inner sanctuary.

Hebrews 6:19