I’m glad Peter stepped out of the boat and walked on water.
He showed what it looks like to walk by faith.
I’m even happier that Peter began to sink.
He demonstrated what to do when faith falters.
But when he saw the wind,
he was afraid and,
beginning to sink,
cried out, “Lord, save me!”
We don’t know if Peter took two steps or twenty.
We aren’t told how far he got from the safety of the boat.
It is not reported if the water came up to his knees or his neck.
All we know is that Peter panicked and thought he was going down.
So he shouted that magnificent prayer: “Help!”
“Immediately Jesus reached out His hand and caught him.”
Jesus caught the fisherman.
And He did it, according to this artist’s rendering, with a smile on His face.
There is no tsk-tsk-ing, no disappointed sigh, no frown of rebuke.
Instead, Jesus rejoices in any step of faith, even if we flounder.
He smiles and catches us so we can try again.
And again. And again.
In my distress I screamed to the Lord for his help.
And he heard me; my cry reached his ears…
He reached down from on high and took hold of me;
He drew me out of deep waters.
Psalm 18:6, 16