Please read Matthew 14:22-33, Gospel for the 19th Sunday in Ordinary Time, August 9, 2020.
When he stepped out of the boat during a storm and walked on water, all the while keeping his eyes on Jesus, Peter demonstrated what leadership in the Church—and perhaps leadership in general—should look like. He acted with vision and audacious faith, trusting in Christ alone to keep him afloat on a turbulent sea. Indeed, not just pastors, elders, and deacons should look to Peter for inspiration and example, but every believer should act as he did when the storms of life threaten, and we are in danger of drowning. As the classic, beloved hymn says: “Turn your eyes upon Jesus; look full in his wonderful face, and the things of earth will grow strangely dim in the light of his glory and grace.”
It’s a familiar Christian trope, and one I bought into for many, many years. But then an Episcopal priest friend reminded me: Jesus doesn’t commend Peter.
Yes, our Lord bids the disciple come to him on the waves. And he rescues him when he begins to sink. But remember why Peter wanted to get out of the boat to start with. Despite our Lord’s assurance that the disciples were really seeing him and not an astral projection or some other apparition, a phantasm, Peter didn’t buy it. He refused to believe what he was seeing was really Jesus walking on water.
I’m not saying Peter isn’t an example of faith. He is, and Matthew means him to be so. The apostle went against all his natural instincts and his experience as a fisherman and sailor when he stepped out of the boat in the middle of a storm without any means of flotation. He believed that if Jesus called him to come, then that same Jesus would sustain him no matter what.
So it’s true that God invites us sometimes to get out of our comfort zones and act in a way that to others may seem even a little crazy. We step out into the waves without a life preserver and change careers because the current one is not fulfilling. We undertake some project that looks impossible, and we have no idea where the resources will come from. We attempt to do something we never imagined doing. We make a commitment, while our friends and family think we should simply be committed. All because we believe this is what God wants us to do. With such assurance, we climb over the gunwale and put our feet on the fluid surface of the future, not knowing whether we will sink or saunter.
But Peter’s call and experience are extraordinary, not the everyday model of faithful living. We wish it were otherwise, don’t we? I suspect we’re envious of and thrilled and inspired by Peter’s gutsy take-charge attitude, his readiness for adventure, and his focused devotion. And this little vignette tracks well with the I-come-to-the-garden-alone, victory-in-Jesus, hyper-individualistic spirituality that has dominated American Christianity for quite a while now. We like to think we’re saved by ourselves, for ourselves, and it’s just Jesus and us on a happy journey to heaven, rescued from the cares of the world now and from Hell later as we stare lovingly into his eyes.
No, Jesus wasn’t going to let Peter drown, but when the apostle was plucked from the waves, he got a talking to, what we now call a “come to Jesus talk.” “You of little faith, why did you doubt?” The Greek is singular, addressed to him personally, not as leader of the disciples. In other words, why did you get out of the boat in the first place? Why did you create this situation? Why did you leave the others to struggle and worry while you went adventuring? Eugene Boring, a wonderful commentator, observes that while Peter uses the right title for Jesus and displays great personal faith, “he leaves the boat and the community.” He shouldn’t have left his companions to struggle while he went off to seek proof of the presence of Christ (Interpretation, Vol. XIII: 328). And even his faith is portrayed as vacillating, going back and forth between options. Matthew uses a rare Greek word for “doubt” that tells us Peter isn’t skeptical, but indecisive and unsure.
So it’s not Peter who’s an example of everyday faith, but the disciples who stayed in the boat. They are all afraid, but they find comfort and courage in the word of Jesus. They attend to their hard task of keeping the boat afloat, knowing that their Lord is near even when their craft, which is an image for the suffering church, is being “tortured” by the waves, as the literal Greek has it.
No doubt both Church and society need bold leaders who take risks and get out of the boat. But mainly our Lord works through faithful people who keep on rowing and bailing and conquering their fear to do what needs to be done. He values those who take him at his word and know that he is indeed here and coming. It’s not those kinds of people he chides for little faith and for their doubt, but the ones like Peter who insist on following him all by themselves, going it alone on their own private pilgrimages, leaving others behind. The lone apostle may be the kind of brash, take-charge, Wild West hero we’ve gotten used to from movies and crave in our culture, but he’s not the ancient, classic sort. Those kinds of men and women, as Fr. Richard Rohr has noted, instead “go the distance,” whatever that takes, and serve the common good, not just their own curiosity or need for assurance or recognition (Falling Upward: 20). They not only say “We’re all in this together,” as the common pandemic exhortation goes; they live it every day.
There’s an old story about a guy from the North who came to the South for a business meeting. This was back in the day before hotels offered free breakfasts, so he went to the local diner nearby. When his eggs, toast, and sausage came, there was a dollop of buttered white stuff on his plate as well. “What’s this?” he asked the server. “Grits,” she said. “What’s a grit?” said the man. “Honey,” the waitress replied, “grits don’t come by themselves.”
The Church is a pot of grits. We don’t come to Jesus, to faith, to the Lord’s Table, to our times of crisis or of death by ourselves. We belong in community; we serve in community; we are shaped by community; we are saved in and for community. And we are as diverse and adaptable in our life together as grits, which can be stone ground or creamy, garlic or cheese or buttered, served in a cake with shrimp Low Country-style or with ham and red-eye gravy like on my grandma’s table back in the day. Thanks be to God, we aren’t all the same, but to return to the metaphor of the text, we all pull on the oars in the boat together; we are all buffeted by the torturous waves; we all need Jesus to be with us. Again with Eugene Boring: “Faith is not being able to walk on water—only God can do that—but daring to believe, in the face of all the evidence, that God is with us in the boat, made real in the community of faith as it makes its way through the storm, battered by the waves” (op. cit. 330).
Sometimes a situation calls for people to step out as Peter did, and take risks that inspire the imagination and embolden hearts. But mostly we need folks who stay in the boat, work faithfully whatever the circumstances, and trust that Jesus is truly with them. They’re the real heroes.