11/05/2022
Thought for Today – Peter’s Blunders and Ours Too – Part 6
Let's look again in Mark14:66-72. “While Peter was below in the courtyard, one of the servant girls of the high priest came by. When she saw Peter warming himself, she looked closely at him. “You also were with that Nazarene, Jesus,” she said. But he denied it. “I don’t know or understand what you’re talking about,” he said, and went out into the entryway. When the servant girl saw him there, she said again to those standing around, “This fellow is one of them.” Again, he denied it. After a little while, those standing near said to Peter, “Surely you are one of them, for you are a Galilean.” He began to call down curses, and he swore to them, “I don’t know this man you’re talking about.” Immediately the rooster crowed the second time. Then Peter remembered the word Jesus had spoken to him: “Before the rooster crows twice you will disown me three times.” And he broke down and wept.”
Peter was broken, as many times in my life I have experienced brokenness. One of these times occurred when I had my first apartment after two years. Previously, I lived in dirty, smelly, and noisy nursing homes for eight long years. Therefore, I was grateful, grateful than most people to get my first place of my own, even in the slums and dedicated it to the Lord. Over the course of two years in this apartment, I had to deal with many problems, including hiring, firing caregivers, and managing them. One was using drugs and I had to straighten him out because he almost killed me while he was high on heroine. This put continuing living in my apartment in jeopardy because I needed somebody to take care of my needs. I was blind to it, but all this stuff affected my relationship with God. In finally playing a praise tape, I saw that I lost the love that I had for Him.
The song that had ministered to me was, “As the deer pants for water, so my soul pants for thee.” One of the lines in the bridge broke me to tears. It was, “You are my friend, and you are my brother, even though you are a King.” Through my sobbing I had to admit that although Jesus was still my God and King, and still my brother, I had lost that very special intimate friendship I had once with Him. I wanted it back! To be continued in part 7