Oh, How I love (d) you Peter …

Quickly he turned… And his eyes filled with the tears of rejection, reflected a sadness that lingered in the air. Behind that look was an ocean of love.

 

A few hours before a servant girl had looked at Peter and said,

“This man was with him.”

Peter was quick to deny. A little later someone else exclaimed,

“You were also one of them.”

Peter, angry that he was accused, said,

“Man, I am not”

An hour passed by as he evaded curious looks and tried to blend in with the crowd. Suddenly another fellow shouted,

“Certainly this fellow was with him, for he is a Galilean.”

His face became red and he quietly retorted,

“Man, I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

 

The sky had begun to lighten with a smear of deep pink along the horizon.  A rooster, perching on a tree stump, suddenly crowed with all its might, sending out a shrill echo into the dark, heavy air.

 

Cock – a – doodle – doo.

 

The Lord turned and looked straight at Peter, a look which pierced into the depths of his soul. Waves of disappointment and bitterness washed over him. He ran outside and wept like a little child.

 

Three and a half years before, he had been the first to leave his fishing boat and the life he had known since a little child, to join this stranger on an unknown mission. He had accepted and walked behind this gentle person like a little child hanging on to his father’s fingers. The once stranger had become his master and teacher and friend. His every word and deed was to Peter, a light shining into the darkness of his heart. He was even excited at the prospect of fishing for men along with this kind and gentle soul.

 

But now, everything had changed or so he had thought. His master had been captured by the roman soldiers and the life he had dreamed of had come to an end. All the words he had heard would remain just words, or would they?

 

That look helped cross his faltering steps into eternity’s path. After all, his master’s words had rung true. Through his grief, Peter was reminded that the words of the Lord had been fulfilled and the captured Jesus was still the Messiah.

 

Jesus, as he was pushed and shoved to the jail, wondered that those who had been closest to him had deserted him in his hour of loneliness and pain. Even then, he loved them and Peter even more so. When he had told Peter what would happen before the rooster crowed, a part of him (must have) hoped that Peter would heed the warning and be on guard. But that was not to be so. Although Satan had been given permission to sift him as wheat, Jesus had prayed that his beloved disciple’s faith will not fail. He had great plans for Peter.

 

 

One evening long after the crucifixion and burial of Jesus, Simon Peter, Thomas, Nathanael, the sons of Zebedee, and two other disciples were together. 

“I’m going out to fish,” Simon Peter told them, and they said,

“We’ll go with you.”

So they went out but they caught nothing that night. As morning approaches, Jesus appears there and tells them to haul in from the left side which results in a miraculous catch. And just like in the old days, Peter is the first to jump into the water to reach Jesus, when he realizes that his beloved master is back. His spirit is once again full of the zeal for the Lord. Later after a joyous reunion and delicious breakfast, Jesus completes a half – finished circle.

He asks Peter,

“Do you love me more than all these things?”

Peter surprised says, “Yes Lord, you know that I love you.”

Jesus quietly says,

“Feed my lamb,” and turns away.

A little later he turns to Peter and asks again,

“Do you love me?”

Peter sad that Jesus asked him again, affirms quickly,

“Yes Lord, you know that I love you.”

Jesus looks up and says,

“Take care of my sheep”

A little while later Jesus asks again,

“Simon, do you love me?”

At this point, Peter hurt that his master did not believe him, quietly says,

“Lord, you know everything and you know that I love you.”

And a third time, Jesus asks him to feed His sheep.

 

Peter feels a quiet strength and peace within him. He feels he is ready to do His master’s work again. The Lord had undone the pain he had inflicted through his denial of Him thrice, by drawing from his own mouth a confession of his love for the Lord, three times. His loving and gentle master had longed to hear again that he really loved Him more than everything else, even through his weaknesses; because his master who had worn a crown of thorns and hung on a cross and gave up his life had loved him enough to do it, and continued to love him more than all else !

 

{Based on Luke 22 and John 21}

 

Tell the Lord continually that you love Him no matter what you have done or what you are going to do!!

 

God bless. 

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4 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by saki koshy on March 31, 2012 at 11:48 am

    Very touching tale very well written to touch anyone who loves the Lord. If Peter’s penitence was real he had to confess it thrice to undo his earlier rejection.
    The fearful suspecting simpleton was made a rock for all ages by the Lord’s command! It’s truly a miracle!

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    • 🙂 that is true… i like how u captured the essence in two sentences… i was reading luke 22 wen tthe sentence jesus turned and looked straight at peter struck me… it was very powerful and i wanted to put down what i felt was connected to the lord asking three times if peter loved him.. almost like he longed to hear it thrice.. and how God carried out his promise to make him the rock on which he built his church! … it is truly touching…

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  2. Posted by ancy on April 1, 2012 at 3:51 pm

    It’s a lovely post…:-)
    How the Lord helps us in our weaknesses…He knows everything before hand…and does everything to help us, through it all…Praise Lord Jesus…who is the Wonderful Counselor!
    He intercedes for us …even before trials come our way!…remember how the Lord, while warning Peter about the denial, says,”Satan will sift you like wheat…but… I have prayed for you …that your faith may not fail…!” …how deep is the Lord’s compassion and mercy towards us…and how immeasurable are His thoughts unto us!
    Also remember… how, on the resurrection morning, God instructs the women through the angel….”to tell Peter …and the other disciples.. that the Lord is risen…!”
    From among them all,He specifically names Peter alone…because more than anyone else,it was he who needed this reassuring “calling out by name…!” ….so that he might know that ..he was still lovingly remembered and cared for by His beloved Lord,…..even after his painful denial of Him…!

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    • 🙂 thats true .. wanted to include that specific mention of Peter’s name when Jesus rose but i kept to the main thoughts i had on the denial n confession thrice :)…. yes, i love this part esp because it shows how much He loved and cared and prayed for Peter … how immeasurable indeed !!

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