I’m talking about cancer and water and sinking and faith strengthened by a stormy sea at inspireafire.com today. You can start reading here and follow the link at the bottom to the rest of the story.
When you pass through the waters I will be with you. Isaiah 43:2
The image of water was a big deal to me during my cancer year. The power. The tranquility. The danger. The beauty.
Cancer was my water. Fear-inspiring, yet fused with the beautiful. So hard, yet covered by a peace I cannot explain. The water was rough, but Jesus was constant.
One night long ago on the stormy Sea of Galilee, Peter jumped out of a boat and began walking to Jesus. He sees a man walking toward him on the water and says “Lord if it’s you, tell me to come to you.”
In her book, Crossing the Waters, Leslie Leyland Fields describes Peter’s walk like this.
“He walks atop the waves anyway for a few steps, but fear opens his eyes and ears too wide. He hears the wind; he feels the water at his ankles. He knows this is impossible-and he sinks.”
Whatever it is that got him out of that boat, he did it, and the most dynamic personality among the disciples took his first steps on water. But then his circumstances got the better of him.
When I think of Peter, I’m reminded of my rough waters turned serene.
I didn’t jump out of the boat into the storm like Peter.
I was pushed.
Follow this link to the rest of the story – When Cancer Pushed Me Out of the Boat and Into the Water