When we remove our eyes from Him and focus on our situation, we will sink ... just as Peter did! Let's take a look at Matthew 14:22-31 (NCV): "Immediately Jesus told his followers to get into the boat and go ahead of him across the lake. He stayed there to send the people home. After he had sent them away, he went by himself up into the hills to pray. It was late, and Jesus was there alone. By this time, the boat was already far away from land. It was being hit by waves, because the wind was blowing against it. Between three and six o'clock in the morning, Jesus came to them, walking on the water. When his followers saw him walking on the water, they were afraid. They said, 'It's a ghost!' and cried out in fear. But Jesus quickly spoke to them, 'Have courage! It is I. Do not be afraid.' Peter said, 'Lord, if it is really you, then command me to come to you on the water.' Jesus said, 'Come.' And Peter left the boat and walked on the water to Jesus. But when Peter saw the wind and the waves, he became afraid and began to sink. He shouted, 'Lord, save me!' Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught Peter. Jesus said, 'Your faith is small. Why did you doubt?'"
This is so what we do. We cry out to Jesus during the storm ... we commence to walk in faith ... THEN the storm worsens. Instead of continuing to walk in faith and keeping our eyes on Jesus, we turn away and focus on the storm. We lose our faith and we begin to sink. It is not until we cry out to Jesus yet again that we can find our way back.
I found this post I had put on Facebook back in November of 2012. It too was close to Thanksgiving, and I would like to share it again:
Thanksgiving Thoughts: This morning I was taking my son to school and we were travelling down the road singing Christmas carols with the radio. In one split second, out of nowhere, I commenced to crying. My son reached in the glove compartment and gave me a tissue. As he did, he said, “Mom, what’s wrong?” I told him how all of a sudden I felt such loss at the fact that my mom and dad were not with me. Then, of course, it proceeded to make me miss other loved ones, especially my best friend, Telisa. My parents were so childlike in their older years. I remember one Christmas especially. I loved shopping for them. They were always so appreciative and made such a big deal over things you gave them. It did not have to be costly gifts. This particular year, along with other items, I gave them each a throw. When they opened them, you would have thought I had given them million dollar blankets which in reality cost me $5.00 each. They were so happy with their throws. Such simple things became so precious.
There are many today who do not have loved ones with them and I truly feel their loss. Then, there are families not together for whatever reason. I think of one young couple who mean so much to me. This was to be their first Christmas with their infant son, and they are not even together. I do not know the reason for their separation, but it breaks my heart. What came to my mind was the year my ex-husband and I separated. Travis Trent had come out with a song entitled “Foolish Pride” and my friend’s sister made the comment that this song reminded her of us. How many are not together today because of pride? If something is broke you fix it. I would strongly encourage people to do whatever to fix their issues and realize how precious these years truly are. We are incapable of fixing the things which are broke on the inside of us. I strongly encourage you to please seek the counsel you need to make things right. Life is much too precious to allow pride to steal it away from you.
My parents were married for 49 years before the Lord called my mom home. It was not always bed and roses, but they overcame and their last years together were truly a blessing to them. I can remember one time early in life when my mom left my dad. I can picture it as clearly as if it were happening today. After she was gone a week or so, I got up one morning and found my dad at the kitchen table. He was getting dressed. I could sense something was up. I asked him. He looked at me and said, “Well, mom has been gone for a week now. I think it is time for me to go get her and bring her home.” He did. I know that was not easy for him. My dad was a man of A LOT of pride, but he did not allow his pride to stop him from going to get my mom and bring her home. I am so thankful he did as his heart instructed and not as his head told him. Whatever is broke in your lives, please, allow it to be fixed. You will never regret it, and your loved ones will be forever grateful.
I truly wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving and a Merry Christmas.
During the difficult times above, as I reflect on this today, I realize how God was faithful and He brought me through. How different my life would have been many years ago if I had only gave it to Him. Today ... and every day ... keep your eyes upon the One who can bring you through any storm in life. Keep your eyes on the One who will take your shame and turn it into good. Remember, Isaiah 61:3 (NIV) which says, "... and provide for those who grieve in Zion— to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor."
This Thanksgiving focus on your blessings though you may be enduring many storms in life. If you choose to see things which are right in your life, then you will find much to be thankful for.