Walking on Water


Walking on water…

“Lord, if it’s you,” Peter replied, “tell me to come to you on the water.”

“Come,” he said.

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. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?” Matthew 14:28-31

There are days when I wonder and am amazed at Peter’s boldness and I think, “What would I have done?”

It’s only when he takes his eyes off Jesus and looks away, {not where he was going}, that I think,  “Yep, I know that experience. Been there, done that a kazillion times.”

And then, the firm grasp of Jesus’ hand as he reaches out to sinking Peter and rescues the perishing soul that Peter is in that moment… and I think, “ Oh, yes, Lord. Yes!”

I have lived most of my life as a believer, His child. He is the Pearl of Great Price, the Treasure hidden, the Kinsman Redeemer, the Sure Foundation, the Cornerstone, the Good Shepherd who didn’t forget about this one persnickety sheep. 

With Him, I have passed through the fires of loneliness as a child, the murky deep of the swamp of insecurity of adolescence, the bright day of new love in marriage, the uncertainty of the first breaths of new life with each child’s birth, the brutal war of living with a functionally insane parent through each one of those questions I asked daily of Him: “How Long, O Lord, How long?” “What do you want me to do, Lord?”  “What is it You want me to learn from this?”  “Why?” “Why is she like this?” “Why can’t I just have a normal relationship with her?” “What must I change for this to work?” The questions droned on and on from me.

What I got back was: “I’m here.” “Listen.” “Trust me.” “I know where we are going.”  And, finally: “I love you.”

And you know, I know He loves me. I’ve known that since I was a child. But, there was one moment in time, now set in concrete in my heart, He showed me.

He. LOVES. Me.

It was a small thing.

On any other day, in any other life, it would have been a blip on the radar.

But to me it was a BIG thing.  It still is.

I was working full time, three kids in school, doing Bible Study Fellowship, answering questions when I could. I was sitting on the bed doing my questions and my contact started bothering me, so I popped it out. Mistake. Hard contact. Bounced out of my hand. Being half blind by then I could not find it for anything. Finally gave up.

I would have to call the doc and get a new one.

Only problem- nothing extra in the budget. For that matter- what budget?

For the next two weeks… I went around with one contact. During that time my Bible Study materials went in and out of the car about 9000 times. The notebook where I kept my notes went to Bible Study twice and I don’t know how many times it was opened and closed.

I was getting desperate… I needed to see. He knew my situation, knew my non-existent budget. And He knew my heart.

Sitting on the bed, my Bible and notebook stretched out in front of me; deep in another day’s questions, I turned a page.

You guessed it- there was my contact, whole, not broken, waiting to be found.

I lost it. Cried like a baby for twenty minutes.

And… then I really knew.

He LOVES me.

Now, walking on water really doesn’t seem to fit with this situation.  Except that I had my eyes on my troubles and was sinking fast; however, when I focused my gaze on Him, His sure grasp pulled me up out of the water.

My situation didn’t change.  But, my perspective did.

Oh, how He loves me.

See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him. 1John 3:1

When was the moment you knew?


Five Minute Friday: Write

Haven’t done this in a while- but today’s prompt for Five Minute Friday from Lisa-Jo Baker, was the impetus I needed.

WRITE she said.


So I click on the big blue W and open a doc and I write. To write is to live through written expression of one’s thoughts, emotions and beliefs. For some of us it is almost the breath of life itself. We are compelled to string these letters together to attempt to make some sort of sense to others who read. 

 John opens his Gospel with an introduction to THE WORD.  The Word was there in the beginning when it all started, this great big story that is bigger than life, stranger than fiction, full of guts and glory, love and betrayal, death and new life. It is our story, the one we are grafted into. 

Where our stranger than fiction lives begin to make sense to us. When we connect to The Word. What makes that connection is all those letters strung across time and space that make sense together. How? You say- It’s all about the Who- The Word made flesh, taken out of time and space to walk in this place with us one step and one word at a time. 

And we speak through these words on the page strung together to offer you a Lifeline to be connected to THE WORD as we are. 


We write. 


“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. There was a man sent from God whose name was John. He came as a witness to testify concerning that light, so that through him all might believe. He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light. The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world. He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him. Yet to all who did receive him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God- children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God. The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.” John 1:1-14