After the feeding of the 5,000, Jesus sent us and the disciples back to the boats to go to the other side of the lake. We went back and forth on the lake a lot. It’s the best way to get to places and the lake is large and such a part of the area around us. We walked down to the boats whilst Jesus stayed behind. He was going to send the crowds home and find a place to pray.
Finally, Jesus had the time alone, he so desperately needed after his cousin was beheaded. He put his emotions and needs aside for everyone else. Now, Jesus needed time alone with his Father.
The night grew darker and later. We all began to fall asleep as we were tired and full. The stars were so bright and twinkling and all we could hear is the water lapping against the side of the boats.
Somewhere around three in the morning, there was a very strong wind blowing around us. Waves were large and beginning to fill the boats. We all woke up as we were getting completely soaked through. We began to use some buckets to get the water out.
Out of nowhere, this man came walking on the water! Some of the disciples were getting afraid thinking he was a ghost. I had no idea who he was. I was trembling inside, my heart was racing, sweat pouring down my face. I was wondering if I was in a dream or something.
The man, ghost, whatever, spoke up. “Don’t be afraid,” he said. “Take courage, I am here!”
We all then realised it was Jesus walking on the water! Phew! My heart slowed down and even though I was still trembling, I felt a calm rush over me.
Peter, (of course it had to be Peter) called out to Jesus saying, “Lord, if it is really you, tell me to come out to you, walking on the water.”
I seriously thought Peter was a glutton for punishment. Didn’t he know men don’t walk on water. Jesus could because he’s Jesus. I was worried this was going to end up in a disaster.
Jesus told Peter to come.
I moved closer to the edge of the boat. I had to see this.
Peter stepped out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. He was walking fine. Wow! I couldn’t believe my eyes, Peter, a simple man who was just a fisherman, now walking on the water.
I think the excitement got to Peter. He started to look around and realising he was on top of the water, he saw the waves smacking against his feet and he began to sink.
Oh no, Peter! Why were you so stupid to have tried in the first place? But then again, he did walk on the water with confidence toward Jesus. It wasn’t until he started to look around and realising where he was, he began to sink.
Jesus reached out and grabbed Peter’s arm. “You have so little faith. Why did you doubt me?
I really thought Peter had some guts. He must have had faith to go out walking on the water. There was a bit of faith, but Peter didn’t keep his eyes on Jesus and therefore sank. I am not sure if I would have had enough faith to do what Peter did. I believe Jesus is Lord, but I am not at all as tenacious as Peter.
When Peter and Jesus climbed back into the boat, we all began to worship Jesus declaring he is truly the Son of God. What a glorious time of worship it was!
I pray God will give me the faith Peter had. I want to be able to walk on water. I pray Jesus will help me keep my eyes on him. May I not look to myself and the circumstances around me. I pray Jesus will give me more faith to see him clearly and to be strong like he is.
We then landed at Gennesaret early in the morning. People recognised Jesus and more crowds came from the whole area bringing those who were sick just to touch the fringe of his robe. Everyone who touched him was healed. I just enjoyed watching Jesus taking care of them and seeing the love in his eyes for each person.
For further study:
Matthew 14:22-33; Mark 6:45-52; John 6:15-21