As we remember the birth of our Saviour,
Whose ripples echo throughout all time,
Know the joyful patience of a perfect solitary wave approaching slowly from afar-
by the grace of Jesus Christ. Later that night, he was there alone, and the boat was already a considerable distance from land, buffeted by the waves because the wind was against it. Shortly before dawn Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. “It’s a ghost,” they said, and cried out in fear.