My friend has a dog named Tinker.

She’s a cute little 10-pound Maltese mix - my friend says she used to welcome her into her bed, until Tinker tinkled.

Anyway, the other night there was a loud storm and the dog got spooked so she darted into mom’s room. After all, storms are scary, unpredictable, and mysterious and there are few better comforts than being held in mom’s arms. Sure, moms can’t slow or stop the storm, but they can be there for you, which can make all the difference.

On Sunday we will meet Jesus as he faces a jittery crowd of his own – he knows they are worried about the scary, unpredictable, and mysterious storm that will arise when Jesus leaves them. And what’s interesting is that he doesn’t promise to slow down or stop that storm – he doesn’t promise to stay or to take away any pain, persecution, or trouble. Instead, Jesus promises to be with them.

So what’s our storm?

Are we asking Jesus to slow it down or take it away? Sure, that may happen, but it’s not promised. What is assured is his presence. Jesus will be there for us. And that can make all the difference.