On This Rock2
Sometimes I think that living in the time when Jesus walked the earth would have made it easy to be a believer. I mean, He’s right there. You can reach out and touch him. You can see his miracles evidenced by the fresh bottles or wine or the numerous baskets of leftover fish and bread from just a few little pieces.
You can see it in the dead he brought back to life.
But we’re here. And sometimes it’s hard to believe in miracles. And it’s easy to sit and think that maybe if we could just see Him or see one of those miracles — because, really, who doesn’t want more wine — then it would be so much easier to believe and so much easier to trust.
And then I think of Peter.
You know Peter. He’s the guy that walked with Jesus as one of His disciples and then denied him on the day of His crucifixion. Peter, the guy who gave into his fear and told people that he had no idea who they were talking about.
Peter, the rock upon which Christ is building His church.
“But what about you?” he asked. “Who do you say I am?” Simon Peter answered, “You are the Messiah, the Son of the living God.” Jesus replied, “Blessed are you, Simon son of Jonah, for this was not revealed to you by flesh and blood, but by my Father in heaven. And I tell you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of Hades will not overcome it.” ~ Matthew 16:15-18
But even then, as the scripture above says, Jesus didn’t tell His disciples who He was. Sure they saw the signs. They heard his teaching. They watched Him heal the sick, feed the hungry and raise the dead.
They we walking beside Him and they still had to figure it out on their own.
And so on the days that I just can’t seem to figure out why or the days where I have a little trouble letting go, I think of Peter. And I think that even though he walked with Christ, he still had to really find out who He was just like we do. And even though he denied Jesus three times, he was forgiven and His promise was fulfilled. Because I think in figuring out who Jesus was and walking with him, it was the only way that Peter was ever going to believe in himself and who he was created to be.
On this rock I will build my church.
On this cracked rock.
On this jagged rock.
On this rock that just doesn’t quite fit.
On this rock that has been cast away.
On this rock that no one wants to deal with.
On this rock that’s too big or too small.
On this rock that’s too old or too young.
On this broken rock.
It’s on this rock He will build His church.