I wonder if people who work on boats for a living, get sea sick in a storm? I have been in rough water a couple of times in our boat. It is tough sitting in the front, you go up and down with a thud. On your way up you can’t see what is in front, just lots of water. This was the image I was imagining as I read the text. The rough water, going up and down, the wind howling and occasionally getting a glimpse of a person standing in the middle of the water.
The first time, you would definitely think I must be imagining things, Thump..
The next time you look closer, surely not. Thump…
It must be a ghost.. Thump
Nope not a ghost definitely a person, what are they standing on? Thump..
Are we in trouble heading for rocks? Thump
What? that is Jesus in the middle of this storm? Thump…
The next question for me is what in the world was Peter thinking when he got out of the boat? Thump..
The storm, the rough water, had not died down.. Did he think he was dreaming? Thump…
This story seems to be life transforming for the disciples in the boat, they had a new perspective on Jesus after seeing him walking on water. Jesus response seems much more, of course what else would I be doing?
It reminds me of the storms of life that we are often faced with.. Things are never a one wave and it is over, but seem to be a series of thumping waves that just keep coming. In the boat it is fun for the first 5 minutes but very quickly I get cold, wet and have a sore back.. Then the Thumps just get harder and harder..
Yet it is here that Jesus walks to meet us. At first we get glimpses of something unusual out in the distance, something that catches our attention. There is a bizarre calm about Jesus, a kindness, a willingness to let us, like a child, be like him.
Some days in amongst the storm the power of God’s presence means we feel like we can walk on water, we can overcome all things, we are brave and courageous.
Then it gets even colder and more windy Thump… and no matter how much we try to set our eyes on Jesus we begin to sink. Thump…
Does Jesus disappear into the continual on-coming waves? disappearing like a ghost, punishing us for our lack of faith? Nope. He jumps into our boat, calms the storm and remains with us till the night passes.
I love the raw honesty of this story.. The weariness from the storm and travelling all night. The sense of delusion that comes with seeing something in a way it does not fit. This is faith .. The bizarre knowledge that we are not alone, that there is something profoundly deep and calm in the middle of our storms. That our God jumps in the boat with us and remains with us to see the journey through..
My prayers for you and yours, who may be being hammered by the constant thumping of the waves, in it all may you notice out of the corner of your eye, the One who journeys to meet you and stays with you, till your journey is done.. Blessings K