Soon the little boat was overtaken by darkness, which was only relieved by flashes of lightning.
Long ago Simon had let go the rudder, and exclaimed, "Jehovah!" Thunder claps were the only answer.

Then the fisherman fell on his face and groaned; "He gives no help; I thought as much." James and John sat close to the Master and tried to rouse Him from the dream into which He had sunk.
"What do you want of Me ?" "Master!" exclaimed James, "you are so entirely with your Heavenly Father that you do not see how terrible is our doom." "I thought as much," repeated Simon, almost weeping.
Jesus looked at him earnestly, and said: "If you keep on saying: I thought as much, well, then, so it must be.

Think rather that God's angels are with you! And you, James! Have you forgotten the trust you had in God on dry land?
Yesterday on the quiet eventide, when, well fed and cared for we sat in the inn at Chorazin, you spoke much of trust in God.

Trust Him also in distress." "O Master, I see help nowhere." "Learn to believe without seeing." As He spoke a flash of lightning blinded their eyes, and when after a time they were able to look up again, a wild terror seized them.

The Master was not there.