During the fourth watch of the night, Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. When the disciples saw Him walking on the lake, they were terrified. “It’s a ghost,” they said and cried out in fear.
But Jesus immediately said to them: “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.”
“Lord, if it is You,” Peter replied, “tell me to come to You on the water.”
“Come,” He said.
Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and, came toward Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!”
Immediately Jesus reached out His hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” He said, “why did you doubt?”
And when they climbed into the boat the wind died down. Then those who were in the boat worshiped Him, saying, “Truly You are the Son of God.”
This was the passage from the Gospel of Matthew that was taught this past Sunday at the church to which Janet and I belong. An awesome passage that I have read, or heard spoken, many times. But this time it seemed to resonate more deeply into my soul.
What does it mean to step out of the boat? Why, if life is going along smoothly, would anyone ever think of stepping out of the boat? What if life is not going along smoothly? Wouldn’t it then make even more sense to stay in the boat? To stay securely seated, dry, and comfortable. Why would anyone, then, ever think of stepping out of the boat. As I pondered all of this, the answer came to me: my life is not about me.
I have been given the gift of life from God. And the purpose of my life is to bring Him glory. Playing it safe, sitting at home in my comfort zone, and blaming other people, does not bring God glory.
So like Peter, I asked Jesus to call me. In the midst of a storm, in the midst of a dark valley, in the midst of 2020 and in the midst of Covid-19, Jesus did call me. And I chose to step out of the boat. What God called me into, I would have never imagined for myself…
Talk to you next week.