Musings on Life from a Dead Girl

Peter

I'm like Peter

I was called out onto the waves and I stood side by side with the savior

Until I got distracted by the storm

I took my eyes off of him

I let fear take over

I fell

I tried to save myself

I tried to swim

But I don't know how

He reached down and pulled me by the hand

Carried me back to the boat

I can still hear the wind

I can feel the rain

But I'm not watching the storm anymore

I'm like Peter

Eyes forward watching the horizon

Suddenly the boat steadies and sky clears

The Master is still beside me

He's never moved

He called me to walk

He never said I wouldn't fall

But He didn't let me drown