Last night after two kid-sized baths, about 3 1/2 dozen teeth brushed, 9 giggles out, and 2 glasses of water and one last potty check, I was finally able to get the boys tucked into their beds and ready to get tucked in myself but not before a short bible story.
So we opened our favorite bible storybook and this is what we read, Jesus Walks on the Water. You know, I believe this is one of my favorite bible stories. I love the way Jesus uses Peter's little steps of faith to show me who I am, a true struggler and way more importantly to show me who He is, a lover of strugglers.

Firstly I have no doubt in my mind that Peter loved his Lord dearly and would have laid his life down for Him a thousands times over. Just ask Malchus. And Yes, I know, that there are some who will be quick to point out all his shortcomings, but even in his short little comings, Peter always managed, with the help of His Lord, to outshine the sun!

In this story we find Peter asking the Lord, who is out taking a little walk on the sea, to command him to come to Him? Hmmm, I find this request interesting, how many times do we find ourselves asking the Lord this very question. Wish I could say this was more often the case for me. How the Lord deeply longs for us to willing step out of our boat and come to Him in the midst of our storms.

I would give anything to have been there with my camera of course, on this day, when Peter took one of his many first baby steps of faith to meet his Lord. What a picture that would have made! How pure his faith must have been, just like that of a baby's. Totally faithful and trusting the one who by his very breath holds the planet on which he stands. And if Peter's faith amazes us, better yet than this is the fact that the one who called him out, believed Peter could do it. I can almost hear Him saying, "Yes, You can walk on water Peter, all you have to do is keep your eyes on me, and you will see."

"Yea, but he sank", some pessimist would say. No, actually he didn't sink, he began to sink, a world of difference here. His Lord wasn't about to let him sink, as He never would allow us either. When fear overtook Peter as so many times it too consumes us, he began to sink and then he cries out, "Lord, save me!", and immediately Jesus stretches out his hand and catches him. How many times has this very same scene been repeated in our very own lives? How many times have we felt that we were sinking in our own despair and then our faith compels us to cry out to Jesus, and every time He faithfully reaches out and rescues us!

And yes, let's not forget those in Peter's life and in ours who are still in the boat with smug looks and dry-feet, maybe laughing under their breath saying, "Did you hear what Jesus called him, little faith." True, Jesus did scold Peter a bit for having little faith, but I am also sure that our Lord was very proud of Peter for having the courage to step out in the first place. Sometimes I think we tend to judge others to harshly because they confidently step out in faith and then for some reason or the other they fail and struggle to stay afloat. Somehow we feel we have the right to look down on them just so that we can look up to ourselves. I am glad that is not the way God sees us. You see, what God loves more than anything is the struggler reaching out to Him, time and time again. He doesn't keep track of their failures, we do that just fine. He is only interested in our persistent devotions to Him, even when it is mixed with a few failures.

So let us continue to step out in all that He has called us and faithfully trust in Him, knowing that he truly cares and loves the heart of the struggler and leave the skeptics to God, for even they too are loved by Him.