"Lord, Save Me"
Would Christ still help me, even when I doubt Him?
As I am reading through Romans for Come Follow Me this month, I am AMAZED at Paul’s skill and tenacity and audacity and love and passion and his experience with grace and understanding of who Jesus Christ is and just literally everything about him. I am now Paul’s #1 fan. T-shirt designs for the club will be forthcoming, message me if you want to join lol.
Anyways, this verse in Romans 5 stuck out to me:
7 For scarcely for a righteous man will one die: yet peradventure for a good man some would even dare to die.
8 But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.
It brought to mind a poem I wrote in the first month of my mission in Ecuador, sitting in the back courtyard area of my first apartment. As I read my scriptures among the squawking of the chickens, the story of Peter walking on the water in Matthew 14 hit me like a ton of bricks.
Thus, this poem was born. I feel that it perfectly encapsulates what Paul is trying to say here - that CHRIST DID NOT WAIT FOR YOU TO REPENT BEFORE HE DECIDED TO SAVE YOU!!!!! THAT’S ALREADY TAKEN CARE OF!!! JUST TAKE HIS HAND BRO I PROMISE HE WILL HELP YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wow sorry for shouting. I just feel very passionate about this subject. So pls enjoy!!!!
Peter. Doing the impossible - walking on water. The Savior. Beckoning. Helping Peter do the impossible through His faith. The wind. Shrieking. Shouting. Ravenous. The waves. Tossing about. Boisterous. Deadly. For a moment - a tiny moment - Peter takes his eyes off his Savior. Fear creeps in, doubt takes hold. “Does Christ really have the power to sustain me in the midst of this?” “Is He really going to be able to support me despite these winds and waves?” “I’m not worthy to be able to do this.” "I’m not good enough.” “The storm is too big.” Peter sinks. The waves take hold, the water begins to pull him down. A desperate plea, a final act of faith: “Lord, save me.” What happens next? Immediately the Lord of all stretches forth His hand. Catches Peter. Lifts him, lovingly and firmly, from certain death. Immediately. The Lord did not wait until Peter had perfect faith to reach out. The Lord did not wait until Peter had repented to reach out. The Lord did not wait to save Peter! Period! The Lord saved Peter in the midst of his doubt. He does the same for me, too. Each time I take my gaze off the Savior, Each time I being to sink into my sea of fear and despair, I cry out, just as the water closes over top of my head, and immediately, Immediately, He stretches forth His hand. He catches me. And He lifts me, Lovingly, Firmly, Into His warm embrace. And I am safe. The winds cease, The waves are calm. And I am redeemed. “Oh thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?”
Love you all. Have a blessed week and happy Sunday :)
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Anj