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| Tweet Topic Started: Mar 18 2007, 02:42 PM (162 Views) | |
| Ari | Mar 18 2007, 02:42 PM Post #1 |
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I have always identified with Apostle Peter. A loudmouth hick, a know it all, can't keep to himself, can't help but have outbursts, a temper, many mistakes, and foot in mouth disorder. Yep. I totally identify with Peter. You see, me and Peter are a lot alike. the one instance you hear about Peter a lot, is walking on water, because, you see, Peter sank. However, Peter had the guts to get out of the boat! He got out, he even walked a bit. It wasn't until Peter got distracted, and looked at the problems rather than at God that he sank. sometimes I can tell I'm sinking, and I don't know if I call out that I'll be heard. I'm so deep, I feel like i'm drowning and I'm not sure someone on top of the water can hear me scream... and I don't want to use the last of my air only to die with no help. But I scream anyways. I scream, and cry, and beg... and open my eyes to find I'm clinging to Jesus' feet, begging for mercy.. only to see it's already been given. I had gotten so distracted by the things I was doing.. maybe even things I was doing for Him, that I had forgotten to focus on Him. I'd had the guts to get out of the boat, and get involved. to do as I was told, but then, I found that the waves upon waves of hypocrites who didn't really care, who had no love, who couldn't see God if He stood in front of them with all His glory, so blinded were they by their own perfection and greatness, seemed bent on beating me down, and the lightning of those above me, seeing that I get more deeply involved than the hypocrites, saying that such things are not allowed, are bad, that we have to maintain a distance or we'll be pulled into "their world", the driving rain of having even my own family refuse to support me in those situations, and of familial problems, the horrific wind of people looking for my help because they trust me above the others, and the attention seekers and those that don't want me there...... the storm of life... had taken my attention away from my God, and I began to drown in it.. trying to show the hypocrites that that's all they were, trying to show those above me that love is the better way than non involvement, trying to gain support and love from those that won't, trying to deal with it all myself.. I began to drown, until either I gave up and didn't care any more, or I screamed for help with my dying breath. Yeah. I indentify really well with Peter. to walk on water in the storm, only to find that I have to focus on the one who gives me the ability to walk to be able to walk at all. to find that only that One can save me when I begin to drown. Only that one can pull me out of the depths of the ocean of depression, anger, hatred and bitterness that I will sink into if I take my eyes off of Him for even a second. Maybe, you identify with Peter too? |
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