An Unfiltered Monologue from the Man Who Walked on Water (for a Few Seconds)
🎤 Camera fades in. A fisherman’s hands. A worn net. And a voice — familiar, grounded, rough around the edges.
You know, people talk about faith like it’s easy. But I’ve lived it. Or at least… I’ve tried to.
I’m Peter. Yeah, that Peter. The one who walked on water — and almost drowned doing it. But let me start from the beginning.
One morning, I was casting my net—tired, frustrated, nothing biting. I’d been at it all night. Then this man shows up and tells me,
“Cast your net again.”
(Luke 5:4)
And I said,
“Master, we’ve worked hard all night and haven’t caught anything.”
But… alright. What’s one more throw?
Next thing I know, the net is breaking from the weight of the fish. That’s when I realized: this isn’t just a man. And then He said,
“Follow Me, and I’ll make you fishers of men.”
(Matthew 4:19)
So I dropped my net. And everything changed.
We went from town to town — me, Him, the rest of the gang. I watched Him open blind eyes, heal lepers, raise the dead, and feed thousands with just five loaves and two fish.
(Matthew 14:13–21)
And the leftovers? More than what we started with.
He taught crowds, but He also sat with sinners. He didn’t avoid mess — He stepped right into it.
One time, we were out at sea. The wind was howling, the waves slapping the boat, and suddenly—
someone points and yells, “It’s a ghost!”
Nope. It was Him.
Walking on water. Like it was dry land.
He looked right at me and said,
“Come.”
(Matthew 14:29)
So I did. Stepped right out of the boat. For a second, I was doing it. Walking on water. But then I saw the wind… heard the thunder…
and I sank. Just like that.
He caught me, of course. Pulled me back up.
“Oh you of little faith, why did you doubt?”
(Matthew 14:31)
Good question.
Later, He looked me in the eye and said,
“You are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church.”
(Matthew 16:18)
Me. A guy who panicked in a storm and talks too much when he’s nervous.
He wasn’t like anyone we knew. He confused the powerful — they couldn’t trap Him. They asked,
“Should we pay taxes to Caesar?”
And He said,
“Give to Caesar what is Caesar’s, and to God what is God’s.”
(Matthew 22:21)
We all just… shut up. What could we say?
But you wanna know what shook me apart from the miracles? It was His compassion.
There was this woman — been bleeding for twelve years. Doctors couldn’t help her. She touched the hem of His robe — just the hem — and she was healed.
He turned and said, “Daughter, your faith has made you well.”
(Mark 5:25–34)
And then there was that time He walked into the temple and flipped the tables.
Yeah. Flipped them.
Because they turned a house of prayer into a night market.
(Matthew 21:12–13)
Even His anger felt… holy.
But the high officials? They didn’t like Him. So they plotted. They came for Him at night. I tried to fight back — chopped off a guy’s ear.
(John 18:10)
He healed it. Told me,
“Put your sword away. Those who live by the sword will die by it.”
(Matthew 26:52)
And then… the part I don’t like talking about.
I followed from a distance. People recognized me.
“Weren’t you with Him?”
“No.”
“I saw you.”
“No, I swear I wasn’t.”
Three times I denied Him.
(Luke 22:54–62)
And then the rooster crowed. Just like He said it would.
I broke.
He was beaten. Crucified. And even then, He prayed:
“Father, forgive them. They know not what they do.”
(Luke 23:34)
He told a dying thief,
“Today, you’ll be with Me in paradise.”
(Luke 23:43)
And on the third day —
He rose.
(Matthew 28:1–10)
Alive. Glorious. Gentle. Still forgiving.
He even made me breakfast. Told me to feed His sheep.
(John 21:15–17)
It was His way of saying, “You’re still mine.”
I’ve seen the sea open.
I’ve also seen myself sink.
But faith isn’t about perfection. It’s about focus.
It’s not about never doubting — it’s about who you run to when you do.
And if you ever feel like you’re drowning —
look up.
He’s already in the water
Oh, and before I go —
For those of you who don’t know His name… it starts with a J if you’re speaking English, an H if you’re from some parts of Asia or Latin America, and a Y if you’re reading Hebrew.
But no matter the language — it’s still the name that calms storms.
So, I hope to see you in a very, very very long time.
But in the meantime?
Keep the faith.
So He won’t have to look at you the way He looked at me and say,
“Oh you of little faith.”
(Matthew 14:31)
PS: “That rooster line still stings. But the grace? Unforgettable.” 🐓🔥
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