As I continue to make my way through my season of study, (which is not a waste – take that satan) I settled into the book of John. As I read over familiar passages my eyes hit the word immediately and my world was rocked!
I truly do love this season of study, I always viewed the study of God’s word hard, complex and definitely not for me. In August, coming home from She Speaks, I knew that was my new season. When you go to a conference with expectations of coming home with this great project, cause let me be honest, I’m a project girl! Give me a check list and a goal and I’m in my element. Needless to say when the assignment I received was learn My truth, study My word, a teensy weensy part of me was just a little disappointed. Now 3 months and 21 books of the New Testament later, I’m hooked. Hooked and proud of it. I was squealing happy when my friend got me my own Strong’s Concordance for my birthday. It’s ok you can call me a nerd over this, I am!
Back to this word – immediately. This word popped out to me in verse 21 of John 6. This is a passage that I’m sure you are at least a little familiar with, Jesus walks on water. The disciples got a bit impatient waiting on Jesus and since they were the water men they were, they decide to just get in a boat and row to Capernaum. In the dark. With a storm brewing. Now I’m not bashing any men but I can tell you I don’t think the ladies would have decided to row out after darkness fell. At least this girl wouldn’t have, I would have been content to sleep on the bank, snack on the leftover bread and fish, while a fire blazes.
But not the disciples, off they go. They rowed out 3 to 4 miles and a full blown storm is over them. I can just picture this boat filled with men trying to stay afloat. Sweat flying, muscles straining, mental shouts of “why in the world did we do this” happening on the boat. Then out of the mist, through the waves, comes Jesus walking on the water. After what I envision of men screaming like little girls, Jesus says don’t be afraid. I also imagine Jesus thinking ya ding-dongs, what are you doing out here.
Once they realize it was Jesus, “they were eager to let him on the boat, and they immediately arrived at their destination!” There it is, the word that made my jaw drop open. Let me back up just a bit first though. That word made me wonder how far they had gotten from the shore. I did a little research to see how long it would take to row 3 to 4 miles. While I couldn’t find an exact time we can make a few assumptions. A mile can take between 15 to 45 minutes. This time is influenced by boat, water conditions and strength of the rowers. While the rowers I’m certain were very strong and capable, the boat wouldn’t have been a modern boat that these numbers were based on, and the sea condition would have been quite rough due to the storm.
I am going to deduct that it would have taken them 3 to 3 and a half hours to row as far as they did. Once Jesus arrived on the scene, he got them to their location IMMEDIATELY!
This applies so much to us! We can work and work at something on our own to only end up in the midst of a storm afraid. We have the same option as the disciples. We can eagerly invite Jesus into our mess and let Him help us arrive where we need to. We may arrive where we need to immediately or we may have to take the long way there because we need the lessons we will learn on that path. Either way Jesus is the answer.
He brings the peace to our storms.
He brings bravery to our fearfulness.
He brings calm to mess.
He brings direction to our calling.
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