In biblical days, there were two seas. There was the Red Sea and there was the Sea of Galilee. While Moses was partial to the Red Sea, Jesus preferred the Sea of Galilee as it wasn’t nearly as crowded and the beaches were cleaner.
By now Jesus was getting pretty famous, and he was always surrounded by huge crowds of people everywhere he went. Every time Jesus opened his mouth a hush fell over the crowd, even if Jesus only had to cough. It would have been really annoying had Jesus not been, well, Jesus.
Anyway, one day after talking for hours to the multitudes who were vacationing at the Sea of Galilee, Jesus was getting tired, and He needed some alone time with his Dad but the multitudes were loath to leave.
Jesus tried to politely hint that maybe it was time for them to go home now, but they didn’t want to leave, until Jesus finally had to be firm and give them “the look”* and everybody went right home except for the disciples who didn’t have homes.
So Jesus told the disciples to get in a small sailboat and sail across the Sea of Galilee which the disciples did — even though every time they had gotten into a boat up to that point things rapidly went to hell in a hand basket.
But they did what Jesus asked while Jesus went up to the mountain alone (at last!).
It didn’t take more than probably five minutes before the disciples ran into trouble. Apparently the wind was blowing the wrong way (as usual) and no matter how hard they rowed they just couldn’t get to the other side.
The bible says between 3 a.m and 6 a.m.(the bible fails to mention how it knew that), the disciples saw someone coming toward them walking on top of the water. The disciples were terrified! “It’s a ghost!” they said, and screamed with fear.
“Oh it’s a ghost alright,” Jesus might have said. “A Holy Ghost!”
When the disciples heard this — they knew right away who it was. It was Jesus! All the disciples were glad to see him. But Peter couldn’t wait until Jesus reached the boat and said, “Lord let me come on the water!” and Jesus said, “Come.”
So Peter jumped out of the boat and started walking on the water too! It was a piece of cake! It was cinchy! It was no big whoop! Until Peter started thinking about how he had flunked swimming lessons. . . and sure enough, he started to sink. So Jesus put his hand out and caught him.
“You should have known I would take care of you,” Jesus said.
When Peter and Jesus stepped into the boat, the wind stopped blowing. The storm was over. The disciples bowed down and worshiped Jesus, saying, “You are truly the Son of God” which is basically how everyday ended for Jesus and the disciples.
* wild guessing
Until next time . . . I love you