Xenophobia (Amphion)

In a sense, what the disciples experienced that night on the sea was ultimate xenophobia—the fear of the ultimate Stranger, of One who was unlike every other man.

— R.C. Sproul

He thundered louder than the clouds:
“Shut up! Enough!”
No back-talk, shrugs.
The eerie silence just as loud.
Woke up from sleep
The deck was steep
But a mere command was issued.
There by the mast
They had to ask,
“You ain’t from around here, are you?”



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