My day used to start with the screaming of the alarm clock, frantic kids searching for bookbags, shoes and me raising my voice to be heard above the fray. We would move like a little circus from the house to the car… from the car we entered traffic and worked our way through the morning drop offs. Finally it would be just me inching along in traffic on my way to work. A little loud old school rock music and some deep breaths… I would try to reset myself for the day… all before 0800 (or 8 am for regular folk).
Now fast forward a good ten years. I like to start my day listening to worship songs on my morning commute. It helps me to remember to give HIM attention first thing in the morning and sets the tone for a day where I have already spent some time in the Lords presence. It gives me that peace and tranquility that I was seeking in the first place.
It was just another day bumping along to my Jesus jams when it got very deep, all the sudden. It was a song that I have heard and sang along to many times before… but a verse hit me hard… “let me walk upon the waters” and just like that, I was lost in this wave of emotion. I loved this story from the Bible. The disciples were in the boat and Jesus would come to them, upon the water. Peter was scared and in his moment of fear, his audacity blows me away.
“Command me to you” … Peter, a fisherman, a mere man who would deny the Lord… three times, a disciple, one of the first apostles… asked Christ to call him out upon the waters to join him.
Now I like Simon Peter, a lot. Little side note, he started out being Simon and then his name was changed to Peter… by Jesus. He’s someone that I have a lot in common with. He was really mouthy and was constantly talking before he thought. He was stubborn and would mess up often. He loved Jesus though and I can only imagine how it would have felt to be in the inner circle of Christ.
This guy was so confident in Jesus that he asked him to call him out upon the water to his side. And not surprising Jesus did. Peter being Peter, just swung his leg over the side of the boat and headed out, walking on water. Notice though that when he took his attention off of Jesus, the surroundings got to him … the winds and what I imagine was waves crashing all around… and he started to sink. The Bible tells us that Jesus reached out … and in my minds eye I can see him just grabbing ole sinking Peter and hauling him back on top of the water by his collar. Then as they just walked on that water over to the boat, the weather calmed. (Do you think Jesus was still kinda dragging Peter along physically at this point?)
What an amazing moment. Peter was scared and in a boat being thrown all over the place and his first instinct was “I gotta go to Jesus” and on that I would agree 100%. I’m learning as I age that my instinct to get as close to Jesus as I can is a good one. Now I’m all about transparency so I will be completely honest here, my first instinct to run to him is when I things go epically and horribly wrong. And because I am a magnet for calamity… it seems to happen often to me. In my immediate need, my heart and mind are of one accord and I cry out to Christ… like Peter when he began to sink into the water.
I’m working on carrying this same urgency in my heart to cry out to Jesus when the news is good, when the blessings fall or when the sun rises again. I think we all get so distracted by the world in our daily lives that we forget the essence of our souls. But he never changes, our Lord.
Kalynn Brazeal is a conservative, Christian wife/mom/country girl carrying around an MBA, several decades of business experience and a strong opinion. Dividing her time between Grand Lake and Colorado, she continues to share her column on life, liberty, the pursuit of happiness and cake. She can be reached by email at firstname.lastname@example.org.