HE MADE US IN HIS IMAGE AFTER HIS LIKENESS, yet we fight against it. He bids us to love each other, yet we war and complain. He came to heal the sick, to relieve the oppressed, and set the captives free, but we are too busy tied up in our bitterness, self-absorbed and inflated with ego, to look outward and see each other.

Blind, we stumble along, dragging others into the ditch after us, unable to escape the water. There is One who walked on water. In the midst of the storm, the waves frothing, the gale blowing across the lake, He rose above it, was Master of it. Where we’ve focused on the storm, seen the darkness and the clouds, where we’ve worried about the distance to the other side, Jesus gazed at those in the boat.

We’ve poked holes in the hull, content to let the boat slowly sink and those in it to drown. We’ve said maybe we’ll save ourselves. But Jesus calmed the storm and took all His disciples to shore, not simply Peter. He came to seek and save those who were lost, then He bid us to love one another as much as He did. These were His words. No greater love is there than when a man lays down his life for his friends. (Jn 15:13) As He did for us, we do for them.

We have no greater love
than to bless our enemies, to do good to those that hate us, to walk ahead by faith in the midst of persecution, which He said would come. Let it come, and let the winds try to blow us off course. Let the rain fall upon us and the waters on the lake rise. I will get in the boat anyway because though I am on this journey, facing hours of rowing, my Savior rises with in me to rescue everyone who is sinking.

He rose above the storm and has bid me do the same. He sent me to go and do, to preach His Words and make disciples, to tell men and women who find themselves swimming, Jesus loves you, this I know, for the Bible tells me so.

Suzanne D. Williams, Author