 Eyes turned first to the thunder clouds, then to the captain. We looked to him. He was deliberate and decisive. He told some of us where to sit, others what to do, all of us to hang on. And we did what he said. Why? Because he knew best. Such winds test our trust in our captain. Does God know what he is doing? Why did he allow the storm? The conditions sometimes worsen. His instructions perplex. How do you respond?