Through the lenses of Peter this is what I envisioned happening the day Jesus walked on impossibilities...
The day was long and we had just finished with feeding 5,000 people. It was a joyous occasion because none of us could even imagine that a miracle like this could take place. Wow, Jesus just keeps on amazing us! Not to mention, we are all full from such a bountiful lunch.
I really wonder what's next, because He told us to get into a boat to go to the other side of the lake where He would catch up to us after His alone time in prayer. As we set sail I couldn't help but to expect more amazing miracles to happen. Before I knew it, the boat had sailed into rough waters and the wind started blowing at an unusually high rate. As the waters became increasingly uneasy, I started to evaluate how we were going to make it to our destination in one piece. Not to mention, all that fish we ate. The rough waters had started taking a toll on my stomach. I noticed that the other disciples were feeling the same way. The funniest thing was seeing Matthew turn shades of blue and green.
At this point, we had settled within ourselves that we were going to ride this one out. Isn't it funny how quickly we can tolerate and settle for certain things. No matter how rough they are, and no matter how our inner man tells us that this is an unusual experience. We settle and tell ourselves that it's just best to ride it out. Nothing inside you tells you that you have been through rough or even rougher waters before and came out miraculously unharmed. Nothing reminds you that the last time you were in this situation, Jesus calmed the waters. But we settle and try to ride it out. After all, we knew where Jesus was, but this time, calm wasn't in sight. I guess believing that things getting better were long gone and the fact that we may just die, resignated throughout our cognitive thinking. That's probably why we thought we were seeing a ghost.
We had been up all day feeding and ministering to people. Jesus was not there on the boat with us this time. A new day was on the horizon. Land was still far off, it was dark and it was impossible to see a peaceful outcome. Oh yeah! Did I forget to mention how many impossibilities we were experiencing and facing? How impossible it would be for us to call someone for help? How impossible it would be for Jesus to sense our calamity and interrupt His prayer time to calm the waves? Or maybe we would hit land sooner than I thought? After all, I am a skilled Fisherman. I know how to navigate a ship, especially on such a short journey.
After a while, we started hallucinating. The funny thing about hallucinating is that everyone sees something different. Someone saw a figure walking on the water that appeared to be a man. It was Jesus. Are you kidding me? I thought He was on the mountain praying! How did He even find us? I had to know for myself, was it really Him? Mark said it had to be Jesus and He had come to save us. John knew that if we get Him in the boat, He would calm things down again and save us.
But me...I had to know for certain. "If it is You Lord, allow me to come to You." He granted my request, and I got out of the boat and started walking on the water toward Him. The only time I ever got on or off the boat was when I was on solid ground. And here I am getting out of this boat just because Jesus said come. As I saw Him getting closer and closer, everything around me disappeared. All I could see was me getting closer and closer to Him.
I really don't know why, but I started looking around. I looked back at the boat and all the other disciples faces were amazed. I looked up and felt the strength of the wind pushing against me. I looked down and realized that I wasn't on solid ground, but I was walking on water just like Jesus. I remember the Priest talking about the time satan was talking to Eve and that he told her that if she ate of the forbidden fruit, she would be like God and not die.
At that point, I started to sink. My friends were too far away to help. I couldn't swim. Everything inside me said, "this is it." But Jesus reached out and pulled me back up! Then together, we walked back to the boat. In less than 24 hours, we witnessed Jesus do some impossible miracles. But this one affected me the most because in spite of it all, He picked me up when I was sinking and saved me.
Like this impossible miracle, we look at how Jesus rescues us when we are sinking, even when it's our fault. Each day He brings us into New Mercies and through New Impossibilities. We are His Bride and Jesus is The Bridegroom. He will always be there to catch us when we fall even when we are found walking on impossibilities.
The Chef and The Ref, as we are more affectionately called, are just two individuals who God joined together in the Spirit and then in the Natural to walk through the challenges of life together. We have been married for 27 years and have four amazing children. We get many calls, text and emails asking us questions about a variety of topics as it relates to marriage. This blog was inspired by the Holy Spirit and an answer to the growing demand of couples who inquire about our experiences in marriage as it relates to their own. We do not make any claims of being anything more than two sinners, saved by grace who wanted to give couples an opportunity to have safe conversations that will make their marriage stronger. The Chef and The Ref are both licensed and ordained Ministers in the Gospel of Jesus Christ who wanted to create a safe platform for married couples to converse about a variety of topics.