And so far, today started just like any other normal day. You go out on your boat, to the middle of the sea, to catch some fish. But life is full of surprises, and changes in weather, and your day turned out to be not so typical after all. Now storms happen, and if you've been a fisherman for a while you probably faced a few. But today, the storm was like no other. Out of nowhere the sky got darker, the wind got stronger, the waves got bigger, and the rain got faster. And you usually don't get scared easily, but today, you were, and so were your buddies. For this was a storm that you might not get out of. Now while you're panicking and trying to figure out how to live through this, things escalate even more. As if you're not scared already, you see a figure in the distance, walking towards you on the water. Your heart drops.. is it a monster? a ghost? Are you hallucinating? Everyone knows walking on water is impossible, so you prepare for the worst. And as you're ready to meet your end, you're praying your last prayers, you stop, and suddenly feel a rush of relief run over you. Because it isn't a monster, or ghost walking on the water, its your most trusted, beloved, leader, and friend walking toward you. A man who was capable of miracles. And in that moment, you forget about the rain, you forget about the engulfing waves, you forget that its impossible to walk on water. Your focus is on HIM. And with nothing stopping you, you step out of the boat and walk towards Him. "Wow, i'm walking on water, doing the impossible," you think. But with the thought you start to question yourself.. "how am I not drowning? How am I actually doing this?" And it only takes a moment, one negative thought to turn everything around, and you lose sight of your friend. You look to the sides, and its chaos. Waves are crashing, rain is falling, and you're drowning. Once again your grip on life slips away from you, and you prepare to lose it. But as you take one last breath of air, ready to go under.. your loving, perfect, friend reaches His hand your way and pulls you out of the storm. And as He pulls you out, everything around you turns still, and calm, and youre alive, and breathing.The sun comes out, and the day goes on.
Sound familiar? Not only have we heard of the story of Peter and Jesus walking on the water many times as children, and maybe even read it ourselves a few times, we've also all experienced it too. Sometimes in this chaotic and crazy life, that often makes us feel like we're drowning, we get a ray of bravery. And we start to walk on water. But most of the time that little spark of bravery and faith gets engulfed by doubts, fears, and lies and we lose sight of what's in front of us. Some of us may still be drowning. But our story doesn't have to end there. We HAVE that friend reaching out His hand to us, all we have to do is grab it. So please, take that hand, and i'll take it too, and when we do...the storm will pass, and everything will be still, the sun will come out, and life will go on. And if you ever lose sight, and start to drown again, you'll know that you don't have to end your story being submerged by the waves of this chaotic life, we always have His hand to grab onto, and that fact alone should get us all walking on water.