Caught

Sometimes when Oscar and I go down stairs I find him launching himself into my arms. Without saying anything, he will just jump towards me. It’s a big responsibility. Without any fear on his behalf, Oscar believes I will catch him. He believes because I always have.

When Peter walked on water his his faith was not in his ability to make it to Jesus. It was in Jesus. When Peter began to sink beneath the waves, Jesus immediately, instantly and without hesitation, reached out His hand and caught him.

Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!”

Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him.

Matthew 14:29-31

When Oscar jumps, his faith is in me. That I will catch him. And the only reason I can is because I am close.

When we take the step of faith, even when the doubts start to crowd in, it’s not about our faith in ourselves. Nor is it in our ability to deal with whatever we are facing. It’s not about our environment and an expectation that the storm will die down, or even in the confidence that we will make it through. It is about Jesus.

Our faith is in Jesus. Who always catches us. Because He is always close.