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25During the fourth watch of the night Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. 26When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. "It's a ghost," they said, and cried out in fear.

 27But Jesus immediately said to them: "Take courage! It is I. Don't be afraid."

 28"Lord, if it's you," Peter replied, "tell me to come to you on the water."

 29"Come," he said.

   Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. 30But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, "Lord, save me!"

 31Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. "You of little faith," he said, "why did you doubt?" (Matthew 14).

 This verse has become very familiar to me in my walk with the Lord. But no matter how tell myself that I already knew the  meaning of this verse, the more I am convinced may isang sakong bigas pa akong kakainin. 

I woke up this morning unusually motivated, unusually determined. I possessed a certain excitement,  a great certainty that nobody would dare argue with me.  I had a task to do,a certain mountain to overcome, something that I have been putting off for several weeks now, simply because I am scared. Mostly for the consequences of my actions. Partly because the mountain looks too high.

I woke up earlier than I usually do with such ideas on my mind. I sat up in my bed thinking, "God I can do anything!". Then the mountain doesn't seem so big after all. I imagined myself at the foot of that mountain, turned my head from side to side, I couldn't see anything but a huge dreary block of dirt, it seemed to stretch on forever. Just when I was about to explore more of this intimadating mountain, i suddenly stopped, I haven't seen the peak yer. What could the peak look like, when just the foot is terrifying to me? 

This morning I dared to look at that peak. To see what was destined  for me to see. When I finally turned my head up, I saw the majesty of that mountain.  Above it, I saw clouds soaring high up, effortlessly. Unlike me, they were able to see what lies beyond this mountain, just by soaring, by being free, by doing what they are supposed to do.  I saw that even this huge mountain bows down to the Creator of All.

Strange how most of us overlook the most important lessons the Lord has been teaching us. I always forget how powerful God is and how eager He is to help me, until I find myself with nobody to turn to but Him. And I hardly find myself dissapointed.

I'm not a cloud nor I have a physical mountain to climb. I am a mere human plagued by everyday concerns. I am incapable of doing all, I am weak, easily discouraged. However, I am a human, robbing shoulders  with the Reason behind it all, what am I to fear therefore, if my Lord is here?