“But seeing the wind, Peter became afraid and beginning to sink, he cried out, ‘Save me, Lord!’ And immediately Jesus stretched out His hand and took hold of him….” (Matthew 14:30-31).
You’ve seen the video of the Boston Red Sox first baseman letting that World Series game-winning single run through his legs. It’s iconic.
It was the 1986 World Series and the player was Bill Buckner.
Had Buckner caught that ball and stepped on first base, the game would have been over and the Red Sox would have ended that so-called curse a full fifteen or twenty years earlier than they did. Ask the Buckner family. The video has run a zillion times on Youtube and in the minds of the fans. They have enshrined his failure. Most Red Sox fans forget all the thousands of put-outs Buckner made at first base, the hits he got, the runs he produced.
That is how the Apostle Peter must have felt.
Think of Simon Peter walking on the water to Jesus that night when the winds howled and the sea raged and far from being impressed–as one would think we should be!–we see only that he took his eyes off Jesus and put them on the wave, and began to sink. As though we would have done better!
Actually, we should be glad Peter did that. Yes, we should rejoice that he walked those few steps on the Galilee and yes, we should be impressed. But everything inside me gives thanks that after that, Peter had a problem with what he was doing and messed it up.
Just imagine…
Suppose Peter had spent 30 minutes or an hour outside the boat, walking and then dancing and then pirouetting across the sea!
Get that picture in your mind’s eye. At first, he walks hesitantly toward Jesus. Then, more confidently. And then he gets the hang of it and strides more confidently. And finally, he’s jumping and running and bouncing.
“Peter, that’s enough. You can come in now.” The Lord had to call him inside, to get back in the boat with the rest of the disciples and to settle down.