the destination was the Saviour
the surface was water.
What was it that caused him to place one foot after the other out of that boat? The water was not inviting, nor was the wind. Like a violent breath, it tossed the boat about on that less then peaceful surface,
less then peaceful circumstances.
Did he fear at that moment, or was he too far gone in adventure that he was willing to risk all, just to be like Jesus?
And as he walked across that wet watery grave, was his doubt sudden, or did it start with a small thought, one that grew grand in the face of the storm, one that was perhaps not so grand to begin with?
And there he was, sinking fast, even though he was right in front of the Saviour, within arms reach, he doubted. He feared.
He had already experienced the miracle, yet doubted the one who caused it to happen.
Peter, whose name means rock, sank like one.
And Jesus reached out and pulled him out of that water.
And He scolds Peter, not for lack of faith, but for little faith, because Peter had more faith then anyone else in that boat. He got out, and he walked on water with the Saviour, the only 2 people to ever do that. And as he stood in front of the Saviour, he sank.
And thats where I am. In front of Jesus.
I've already got out of the boat
I've already experienced the miracles of walking on water
And I am standing before my saviour
yet I feel like I am sinking.
Do I have lack of faith?
Do I have little faith?
Have I sank yet?
But I know that if I do sink, i know that Jesus will pick me up and place me back on the water, back in the middle of the storm.
See, Jesus didn't fix it for Peter. He could have carried him, he could have put him back in the boat, but He didn't. He places Peter back in the same situation that he sank in.
and the best part of this story for me is this
After Jesus pulls Peter out of the water
they begin the journey back
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