"Asleep on a pillow..."

And when they had sent away the multitude, they took him even as he was in the ship. And there were also with him other little ships. And there arose a great storm of wind, and the waves beat into the ship, so that it was now full. And he was in the hinder part of the ship, asleep on a pillow: and they awake him, and say unto him, Master, carest thou not that we perish? And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm. And he said unto them, Why are ye so fearful? how is it that ye have no faith? And they feared exceedingly, and said one to another, What manner of man is this, that even the wind and the sea obey him? Mark 4:36-42

This is where I am currently reading in the Gospels.

I always love this passage where it says Jesus was asleep with his head on a pillow. In my mind I contrast that with the time he spoke to the scribe when he said the son of man hath not where to lay his head. Finally there is a time of rest for the Son of Man... he is comfortable in a ship, rocked by the waves to a peaceful sleep on a pillow.

While the world around him rages and the disciples freak out in what many a scholar has said to be a demonic storm on the sea. Amazing.

This last time through, the Lord really showed me... I am like the disciples.

Clearly in the Word, my husband is to be like Christ to me. He is the head of my home, the spiritual leader, the one who is to love me like Christ loves the church. And he does an amazing job at this. I have said before that I am married to the most amazing man, and that God surely bestowed favor on me when he gave me my husband. (for so many reasons!)

So in this passage, while through Salvation I have the ability to act like Christ- settled and restful as if my head is on a pillow while the world around me rages- all too often I freak out and and hysterically scream at complain to my husband that he doesn't care enough about me because he is asleep! When we have a big decision to make or a struggle put in front of us, I often see him resting and peaceful while I feel frustrated that he doesn't care because he isn't joining me in my hysteria. That makes perfect sense, doesn't it??!! When I feel tossed about in the wind and rain, instead of going and laying beside him in his resting (in the safety of the Saviour) I drag him into my turmoil, and ask him to fight the battle for me. While this gives him the opportunity to feel all manly man like the guy in the "old spice" commercial... really it just drags him down to my sad state of not trusting and frankly... little faith. The Bible clearly says...

These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world. John 16:33

So when I read that Jesus was asleep on a pillow, I am glad it was recorded for so many reasons. One of them is Jesus found a little rest on this wicked Earth. I know it wasn't because he had it easy. It was because he knew how to find rest in his Father. Also, I can not only learn from his example, but I see my husband follow it. Just as Paul said, we are to follow those who follow Christ. I am thankful my husband does. I don't want to be like the disciples in this particular scenario. I want to join Christ... and my husband... and rest my head on a pillow. The pillow of faith, trust and belief.

Something tells me it is a really big pillow, with room for a lot of people to use. Wanna join?