WALKING IN THE STORM
And in the fourth watch of the night Jesus went unto them, walking on the sea.
What a day it had been for the disciples. They had seen some incredible miracles. Blind people, deaf-mutes, paralyzed, lepers and those tormented by demons… all had been healed. The crowds were immense. Jesus had fed over 5000 people with just a little boy’s lunch. What a day! But now, all those miracles seemed like a distant memory. The disciples were rowing their boat across the sea, and Jesus was off praying on some mountain. It was dark, incredibly dark. The wind was blowing and waves were crashing over the bow. Their lives seemed to be in danger.
The miracles of the day had become a distant memory. That warm afternoon sun, the joyful singing and the incredible teaching all seemed so long ago. The waves and wind had swallowed the joy of the afternoon, and now they looked like they were about to swallow the disciples themselves.
Suddenly, the disciples saw something coming toward them on the water. Was it a ghost or some sort of demonic manifestation?
Surely their lives were over. But then Peter recognized Jesus. Jesus was coming to them, walking on the water. Jesus was coming, cloaked in the turmoil of the storm.
The Lord loves to hide Himself in the storms of our lives. Just when all seems lost, there He is. He knows that when we are at the bottom, our hearts can begin to open to Him like never before. Maybe you are in a great storm today. All seems lost. What else could possibly go wrong? If you will look out into the darkness of your storm, you may see Jesus coming your way.
If you really think about it, The Lord often reveals Himself to us in the midst of the storm. Just as He came walking to the disciples on the water when they thought their lives were over, He often comes to us in our darkest moments. I experienced one of those dark moments in my life in the summer of 1994. At that time, I had been pastoring in New Orleans for sixteen years and I was done. I was tired of building projects, I was tired of church problems, but most of all I was tired of preachers. If I had to listen to one more preacher’s story I think I would do something unthinkable. I remember growing a beard trying to do anything to not look like some ‘game show host’ preacher. Yep, I was done. I had never thought about leaving the ministry before that but for the first time I was trying to figure a way out. That’s when Jesus came walking on the water in my life. It was August of 1994 at a revival meeting that I reluctantly attended in Dallas, Texas that proved to be a life changing moment for me. The supernatural world began to open up in my life, I found myself swimming in His real presence. If you are in a storm be encouraged, Jesus always hangs out in storms.