You spread your sails and point your ship in a good direction, but you’re not the one who moves your ship or tells it where to go. Peace is found in somehow believing that the wind and waves will take you where you need to be. My “somehow” is a person much more loving and powerful than I am; His name is Jesus.
And a great windstorm arose, and the waves beat into the boat, so that it was already filling. But He was in the stern, asleep on a pillow. And they awoke Him and said to Him, “Teacher, do You not care that we are perishing?” Then He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace, be still!” And the wind ceased and there was a great calm. But He said to them, “Why are you so fearful? How is it that you have no faith?” And they feared exceedingly, and said to one another, “Who can this be, that even the wind and the sea obey Him!”