Immediately a rooster crowed a second time, and Peter remembered when Jesus had spoken the word to him, “Before the rooster crows twice, you will deny Me three times.” When he thought about it, he began to weep.’ Mark 14:72
Good morning, God’s Child!
Holy Week always stirs us, doesn’t it? I’ve been thinking about life’s regrets, and reading with Simon Peter in mind. He had been zealous and reckless – sword in hand, until it really counted. Then he chickened out. Mmmm.
With every blood-curdling scream, every metallic clang of the hammer on the nails, Peter, standing on the fringe of the crowd, must have felt a rhythmic pounding in his temple of “I-don’t-know-the-man”. The scene would play in an endless loop all of his days. Nightmares.
Regrets. There’re no words for the level of shame Peter must have felt. Guilt. How could he ever face himself?
He remembered Jesus words, “Peter, do you love me?” “Feed my sheep”.
Now self-loathing made him vomit.
Peter must have thought his days of service to the king were over. But,have you noticed, Father God has a different way of thinking, Sweetheart? In only a few weeks, Peter was preaching a rhythm of “I-KNOW-THE-MAN”!!!
Once Peter truly realized his human frailty, he was finally ready to be of service to His Master’s kingdom.
Where do you see yourself in Peter’s story, BelovedOne? What will it take for you to go at each day sold-out-bold for the Savior of the world?
What’s your story?
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