Imagine you see Jesus Christ walking on water, ask if you can join, He says yes, and you place your feet on that water instead of in it. You can’t describe the miracle of it all, there are no words. But suddenly, when the waves get a little rocky, fear starts to replace your faith and you begin to sink. You cry out for your Savior, pleading for rescue.
Peter, one of Jesus Christ’s disciples, had this very experience.
“And immediately Jesus stretched forth his hand, and caught him, and said unto him, O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?” (Matt. 14:31.)
Even though I have not personally seen Jesus Christ, or walked on water, I have had similar experiences with faith during times of trial in my life. My mortality is the greatest gift and yet, the most difficult burden to bear. Because I am mortal, I have to live off of pure faith. I have to have faith that the Lord will be waiting for me when my time comes to meet Him. I have to have faith that He did indeed sacrifice His own mortality so I could have mine.
So often I follow His guidance, as Peter did, only to become afraid because the way is not easy. Or because the adversary notices.
And then I look up, through the fear and pain that is drowning me and see His hand, stretched forth. He doesn’t even wait for me to grasp it, and catches me.
Because of these experiences, I have felt Christ continuously with me. Because of Him, my faith is possible. He is the very reason for its existence, and mine. I have had countless faith building moments these past couple of years, and some this year alone that have given me an entirely new outlook on faith:
“Doubt not, but be believing.”
So here’s the thing about faith. The Lord will provide us with everything (of righteous desire) we ask for if we ask in faith. Yes, even — no, especially — rescue.