Every night, around midnight, I will be aroused by the darkness around me. An overwhelming fear surrounds me.
I cried… and cried…

Then an arm came down and wrap tightly around me.

A voice singing,
“With Christ in the vessel, we can smile at the storm,
smile at the storm, smile at the storm.”

Slowly, I dozed off to sleep. The fear is gone! And yes, with Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm and darkness has no stronghold in me, at least for TODAY.