There is something profoundly comforting about the story of Jesus walking on water.
We often read it as a miracle of power and it is that. But perhaps the greater miracle is where Jesus chose to meet His disciples. He didn’t wait on the shore and call the storm to pass. He came to them in the middle of it.
The disciples weren’t facing calm seas. They were exhausted, rowing against relentless wind, convinced they were alone. Overwhelmed by the storm.
Isn’t that where so many of us find ourselves? Our storms may not be waves crashing against a wooden boat. They might be the diagnosis we never expected. The finances under strain. The anxiety that keeps us awake long after the house is quiet. The storm is also our unanswered prayers or our endless searching for solutions that never seem to quiet our hearts.
We often assume peace comes when the storm ends.
But Jesus shows us that peace comes when He arrives.
Peter stepped onto the water not because the waves disappeared, but because Jesus was there. His circumstances hadn’t changed; his focus had.
And perhaps that’s the invitation for us.
To stop believing we have to row harder, or somehow endure the storm. To lift our eyes from the waves and look for the One who has never stopped coming towards us.
Sometimes Jesus calms the storm. And sometimes He calms us within it.
Either way, His presence is the miracle our hearts need most.
“Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.”
Matthew 14:27
The waves may still be crashing around us today. But the One who walks upon them is with us.
In the storm.
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