If Scripture were a banquet, we’d be on the miracle course right now. Last week we had the feeding of the five thousand (men) and this week, Jesus walks on water. Peter, as he does, gets a little enthusiastic and jumps out to walk with him, and like the coyote in the Roadrunner cartoons, he makes a little way before he realizes that there’s nothing to hold him up, and he starts sinking. “Lord, save me!” he cries, and Jesus reaches out and grabs his hand and takes him up. “Oh you of little faith, why do you doubt?” Jesus says, and walks Peter right into the boat. Then Peter, cold and wet but safe, bows in worship and says, “Truly you are the Son of God!”
That little question of Jesus is hanging with me, though—“Oh you of little faith, why do you doubt?” Indeed. We are very fearful sheep. The storm will rage, the boat will leak, we’ll suddenly have an intuition given to by grace through faith, we’ll take a leap—the whole metaphor. Why do we doubt?
Today’s news is taken up by a conversation many among us may have thought belonged back in time with Leave It to Beaver and Fats Domino: nuclear war. I am not a person who believes things like this can be solved by saying things like, “Don’t worry. Think positively!”
But I do think faith in God’s reign can help us remember who is really in charge. Do not doubt God’s regard for you or for the cosmos God made. God loves it and will protect it. I think the only thing for us to do is place our faith in God, and work like the dickens in faith for peace. I believe God blesses that work, and that God does not disappoint our faith or our hope.
So—when we cry, "Lord, save me!”, do not doubt, but believe that our precious Lord will take your hand.