Almighty God, who goes before and alongside and behind me, surround me with protection from Your heavenly host. Lift me up above the ferocity of the storm as Your Spirit enables me to glide upon Your perfect peace. Bring me through the treacherous terrain with the ease of grace and mercy that only comes from union with You, Jesus. May the power of Your voice still the wind and rain outside and inside my soul. For Your Word is like a lullaby to my soul that soothes away all anxiety. Rouse me from spiritual slumber so that I can be fully awakened to the peace which is Yours alone to give. As I walk with You, Lord, I experience glimpses of the undiminished happiness that will one day be mine as I dwell in the kingdom of true love’s King. Under the protective Word of truth in Luke 8:24 and the authority of Christ Jesus, these prayers are uttered from the depths of my seeking soul, Lord God.

They came to him and awoke him, saying, “Master, Master, we are dying!” He awoke and rebuked the wind and the raging of the water; then they ceased, and it was calm.
Luke 8:24, WEB