Anna as Peter

Anna shut her hand in the car door today. All by herself, not watching where her hand was when pushing it shut...and there she was, stuck. Going too weak and crazed to think about opening it back up to free herself, and turning terrified eyes straight to me to plead. Save me! Do something! As soon as her hand was free "Mommy I want to go home now. Take me home". 

Peter turns terrifies eyes to Jesus. Do something, save me! I have lost focus, and found myself paralyzed into an inability to help myself. The waves are to big, obstacles overcome, and there is only one thing I can do. Cry out. Take me to a safe place. (Matthew 14:22-33)

The one difference is Anna wasn't focused to begin with, or maybe she thought she was, only experience had not yet taught her where her focus should be. I guess that is also like Peter, he thought that his eyes were in the right place, that watching Christ walk the waves effortlessly was enough. It was enough, he had it, but his fear overcame what his eyes were showing him. The faith he had in Christ should have been bolstered by what he witnessed and yet is was not.

³¹ Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?”

Our faith should be made strong by our own testimony, the knowledge that Christ took upon himself all my filth, sins that I could not pay for. That should make my life giddy with joy. A strong faith that looks daily on the cross...so that I could walk across the ocean.

Lord, you who watch us stumble, Thank you for rescuing us. For taking us to yourself, loving us even when we forget to watch you. Thank you for never giving up on us when our faith is failing and falling and slipping. Your love is amazing.
Your hope is intoxicating and the joy of your cross drives me to praise you.
amen.


PS. Thankfully Anna was fine. Her hand wasn't even bruised. Small blessings that lead to immense Praises.