As soon as the meal was finished, he insisted that the disciples get in the boat and go on ahead to the other side while he dismissed the people. With the crowd dispersed, he climbed the mountain so he could be by himself and pray. He stayed there alone, late into the night.Meanwhile, the boat was far out to sea when the wind came up against them and they were battered by the waves. At about four o’clock in the morning, Jesus came toward them walking on the water. They were scared out of their wits. “A ghost!” they said, crying out in terror.

But Jesus was quick to comfort them. “Courage! It’s me. Don’t be afraid.”

Peter, suddenly bold, said, “Master, if it’s really you, call me to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come ahead.”

Jumping out of the boat, Peter walked on the water to Jesus. But when he looked down at the waves churning beneath his feet, he lost his nerve and started to sink. He cried, “Master, save me!”

Jesus didn’t hesitate. He reached down and grabbed his hand. Then he said, “Faint-heart, what got into you?”

This is a story from the Bible (message version)–the book of Matthew and chapter 14.

 Moving to Portland was really exciting. Really hard at times, but a decision that I really felt led to in love and completely thrilled about what I came here to be apart of. The first couple of months were fairly difficult. I was homesick for who and what I left in Nampa and the shocking reality of how different life was here was scary and unexpected. 

Through love, prayer, council, and direction from those around me, I pressed through those difficult months and I’m thrilled to be able to say that I made it. The last one year has been the most fulfilling time in my life. Love has been real and has saved lives. 

However, just about three weeks ago, I found myself devoting my time and energy to unworthy causes and isolating during my “free time.” I was paying attention to all the wrong things. It didn’t take long for me to feel more detached from everything I love here. I felt like I was sinking.

But the second I cried for help, help was there. Relief came immediately. Peace was breathed into my being. Unity was restored.  I love it here.

“Faint-heart, what got into you?” 

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