The night was cool, and the waves lapped against the boat. The wind was making the the boat hard to control. The disciples were worried.
“We should have waited for the Master,” voiced Thomas as he drew his cloak around him. We were safe on the other side. Anyone could see that the wind would be against us!”
“Quiet, Thomas!” thundered Peter, with more conviction than he felt. “We all should know better than to question his authority. Jesus always has a reason for what he does.”
“Thomas does have a point,” Matthew asserted. “We are getting nowhere. Andrew is having difficulty in keeping us from being swept away. Jesus must have known we would have trouble crossing to the other side. He knows everything!”
“Look there!” John pointed a finger beyond the bow of the boat. “ It must be a ghost!” he said, his voice shaking. “No one can walk on water!”
Suddenly, Jesus' voice came to them across the water. “ Take courage! It is I. Don't be afraid.”
Peter leaned forward, straining his eyes. Was this more than an apparition? It looked like the Master, and his words were encouraging. So why should he doubt?
In a sudden stroke of boldness, Peter cried out, “Lord, if it's you, tell me to come to you on the water!”
“Come,” Jesus said, locking eyes with Peter. He held out his hand beckoning Peter to come forth. Without thinking, Peter swung his legs over the side of the boat, and stood up on the water. A collective gasp came from the others in the boat.
Peter took a few tentative steps toward Jesus, looking straight ahead. He began to relax, each step bringing him closer to the Lord. But then, the wind grew stronger, and a wave drenched him. He looked down, fear took hold and he started to sink.
“Lord, save me!” he cried, spitting out a mouthful of water. “Help me or I will surely die!”
Jesus reached out, taking hold of Peter's arm, pulling him up out of the water. Once again he was standing up, his eyes searching the Master's face, fearing condemnation.
“Oh ye of little faith,” Jesus rebuked Peter gently, his voice full of compassion. “Why did you doubt?”
Peter hung his head as they walked back to the boat. “I took my eyes off of you, Lord,” he replied. A slight smile appeared on the Master's face as they climbed into the boat. “You have answered wisely.”
The others looked at Jesus, their eyes wide with amazement. “Truly you are the Son of God!”, they proclaimed. Peter looked at Jesus, as peace filled his heart. He didn't need anyone to tell him the truth about Jesus; he just knew.
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