Time passed slowly, hour after hour, and it had reached the fourth watch of the night. The disciples were only halfway across the lake, surrounded by darkness, with the fierce wind and tumultuous waves hindering their progress. They toiled at the oars nearly to the point of exhaustion, yet there was no one to offer them comfort or rescue, as Christ remained on the shore. Alone on solid ground, He watched over them, full of compassion, while they struggled against the perilous waters. Finally, in their moment of utmost distress, they caught sight of something in the gloom: a daunting figure clad in flowing garments moved toward them, seemingly walking on the surface, and appeared as if it would pass them by (Matt. 14:22-36, Mk. 6:45-56, Jn. 6:16-21). Filled with fear at this sight, they cried out, believing it to be a spirit haunting the waves.