I was thinking this morning about the Apostle Peter. I imagined what it must have felt like to step outside the boat, that initial planting of the foot on water. Did it splash or was it more like stepping onto glass? Did the souls of his feet get wet? Did the water give a little when he shifted his weight from the boat? Scripture doesn’t say.
It does say that Peter walked.
And then he sank.
Between the walking and the sinking, Peter did some doubting, which got me thinking – how does one see the wind?
It’s invisible. But you know it’s there. You feel its presence upon the water. You see the waves rising up, like enormous hands on every side - dark, menacing.
Behind the waves, a blackened sky is split by lightning. Behind the lightning, an explosion of thunder predicts your demise. The waves begin to curl, the giant hands close in. You’re going to drown.
Ever been there?
I recently read Ted Dekker’s book, Water Walker. It’s fiction. It’s Ted Dekker. But it got me wondering...
What if the waves aren’t real? I mean "real" in the sense that they can’t actually drown us? I mean “us” in the sense that we who are in sealed in Christ are secure inside His grasp for eternity.
In Peter’s story, we see Jesus suspending the laws of nature so that Peter can walk to Him. We see Peter, eyes on his circumstances, fearing for his life…and sinking.
In my story, I see myself under a diagnosis, crying out to Jesus “Save me!”.
And your story is….?????
Here’s the deal: Jesus calls us out of the boat so that we can walk on water. We can walk on water because that is our nature. It’s who we are. Let that sink in - pun intended.
The wind may howl and the waves may threaten us back into the boat. But we don’t belong in the boat. The boat is for people who rely upon the stuff this world. The water is for those to whom Christ has said, “Come.”
In this moment, I’d like to challenge this community we call sphere. What waves are threatening you today? What shadow is looming large on your horizon, promising to pull you under? Get real with yourself here. We all hear the wind. We all see the waves.
Now, turn your ear to the Voice who bid you to “come” and your eyes to His outstretched hand. The wind and the waves have no power over us.
We… are water walkers.