There’s something really philosophical about standing on the
beach and looking out at the ocean. Maybe it’s the way the emerald green waters
extend far beyond the horizon to meet an infinite panel of deep blue sky. It
absolutely blows my mind that anything could be bigger or greater than the
expanse of the sea enveloped in the expanse of the heavens. It makes me feel so
small and insignificant. I feel even more insignificant when I realize that
indeed, God’s love and grace are in fact deeper than the deepest ocean, and
wider than the sky. Or maybe it’s the way the waves rush back out into the
unknown to remind me of life’s ever-changing, yet ever-constant nature. Or
maybe it’s the way my eyes wander down as my feet beneath the innumerable
grains of sand. How crazy is it to think that God can hold each tiny grain of
sand in the mere palm of His hand, and not one will slip through?
To me, walking on water isn’t about
doing what’s impressive to man. Actually, when Jesus did it, His miraculous act
wasn’t so well received. When His disciples, who He was so desperately walking
towards, saw Him, they cried out in fear, thinking that they had seen a ghost.
It certainly doesn’t start with your own accord. It starts with a step of
faith.
And this step of faith comes with a
call that should silence our fears and awaken our longing to do incredible
things with the help of God: “Take courage! It is I. Do not be afraid” (Matthew
14:27).
There was one disciple whose awe
did not leave Him in utter terror. After hearing the voice of His savior,
Peter, who was notoriously impulsive, cries out, “Lord, if it is you, tell me
to come to you on the water” (Matthew 14:28). Some may see this as a lack of
faith on Peter’s part. But I see it as the complete opposite. How many of us
are so desperate to behold the face of God that we want to be called out over
deep, churning waters? How many of us truly believe that He will sustain us
even in our most meager attempts to step out in unfaltering trust? How many of
us are content to sit idly in the boat and wait for the storm to die down and
for the skies to clear? We were not created for mediocrity. We were not created
for the boat.
“Come,” Jesus replied, beckoning
Peter into the turbulent tempest.
We were created for the hard
places, for the hard times. For the places where all reasonable odds fight
against us and the biting winds do not blow in our favor. Fortunately, our
creator knows how daunting these places can be and He refuses to let us sink.
Because when we begin to waver in our doubt and trepidation, He catches us in
His powerful grasp and places our trembling feet back on top of the foamy gray
waters. When we don’t know whether to press on towards the shore or farther out
into uncharted waters, He allows us to simply press on towards Him.
When it comes down to it, that’s what I think walking on
water is all about. It’s about pressing on in unshakable faith, even when the
skies are black with no hope of brightening, the waves are towering with no
hopes of receding, and the winds are fierce with no hope of relenting. It’s
about being so desperate to know God and make Him known that we follow His call
wherever it may lead. It’s about earnestly believing the words of Isaiah 43:2:
“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you, and when you pass
through the rivers, they will not sweep over you.”
It’s a concept that’s beautiful to
believe, but much more difficult to apply. Maybe you’ve been clinging
desperately to the side of the boat for as long as you can remember, feeling
like an outsider to those inside. Simply let go and stand in the loving
embraces of God for the first time. Or maybe you’ve been sitting comfortably in
the boat for quite some time because you’re happy to confine your relationship
with God into a “Don’t drink, smoke, or, swear,” religion, but it’s stopped
there. It hasn’t been radical, and it hasn’t blown your mind. Please look at
the possibilities out there. There’s an entire ocean longing for your
footprints. Or perhaps you’ve timidly placed your toes in the water, and you
know that you’re searching for more. Take that step of faith and allow God to
use you to do big things- really big things- like feeding the hungry and
clothing the poor. Your faith will be honored, I promise. And if you feel like
you’re already treading the troubled ocean waters, but you’re sinking, you’re
not. You are not alone out there. The God of the universe is standing right
there with you, smiling down on you as the frigid waters crash on your face.
Keep fighting. Or better yet, allow God to keep fighting for you. You are out
there for a reason, and you never know the feet that may be soon to follow.
* For all of you music gurus out there, one of my favorite worship songs fits this post perfectly. It's called "Oceans" by Hillsong, and you can listen to it here! (:
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