During the fourth watch of the night Jesus went out to the walking on the lake. When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. “It’s a ghost,” they said, and cried out in fear. But Jesus immediately said to them: “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.” Lord, if it’s you,” Peter replied, “tell me to come to you on the water.” “Come,” he said. Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?” (Matthew 14:25-31 NIV)
Many sermons have been delivered on this passage of Scripture, and I’m not trying to reinvent the wheel here. I just wanted to share my heart for a minute. The thing that really sticks out to me here is that even when Peter doubted, He cried out to the Lord who reached down and saved him from drowning. Peter had more faith in his pinky finger than I’ll ever have in my life, I’m quite sure. First, it took faith to climb out of the boat. Second, it took faith to take that first step. And when Peter faltered, it took a great faith is Jesus’ unwavering love for him to cry out to Jesus to save him. I believe this is an amazing picture of the love of Christ. Even when we doubt, even when we turn away, even when we see the waves and lose sight of Jesus, He is there to pick us back up. He won’t let us go. When we’re drowning under the insurmountable, He will pull us up. Wherever our faith takes us, He is there to catch us.