Have you ever felt like your whole life was falling apart right before your very eyes and no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t do anything to stop it? That the very ones you thought would stand beside you forever turned and walked away? That in each passing day a wave of hopelessness flooded your heart and clouded your mind, inching you closer and closer to simply giving up?
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See if you can figure out who is speaking: I’m the man who has seen trouble, trouble coming from the lash of God’s anger. He took me by the hand and walked me into pitch-black darkness… He hemmed me in, ganged up on me, poured on the trouble and hard times. He locked me up in deep darkness… He shuts me in so I’ll never get out… Even when I cry out and plead for help, he locks up my prayers and throws away the key… I gave up on life altogether.
When I was younger I loved to jump through the puddles of water that formed on the ground after a good long rain. The bigger the puddle, the better. They were simply irresistible. There was just something about a puddle that called out to me, begging for me to run through it in my bare feet. And of course I had to heed to that call, right? I would kick off my shoes and splash until there was no splash left.
Nine out of ten messages I’ve heard about this passage have always emphasized Peter’s failure. While he was walking on the water he took his eyes off Jesus, he focused on the circumstances around him and he began to sink. I want to suggest to you that there is a much bigger failure that takes place in this story than Peter’s. Peter’s failure is nothing compared to the failure of the Eleven who remained in the boat.