Müller stopped him. He gently touched the captain’s shoulder saying: “You need not pray. You do not believe.” Startled, the seafarer rose to leave the cabin with this unusual passenger. Walking out on deck, a look of sheer astonishment spread over the captain’s face. The fog had completely lifted. George Müller silently stood by with a “just as I expected” look. Tracing this life of faith to its beginning, one finds it started simply. Müller’s grain of mustard seed began to grow shortly after college