Jesus says to the disciples:
“You of little faith”
It seems there is one failure after another
They see the face of God, but never perceive
Would I walk on water?
Walking would I fall away?
Would I follow Jesus to the cross
Or would I run like the others?
Would I fret and scream?
Worrying about what I could not control
Blaming in my fear?
Would I be like those disciples?
Would I follow when called?
Leaving everything as they did?
Even leaving my livelihood behind?
Or would I head but stay behind?
Would I keep following when the crowds left?
The disciples recognized a Word that gives life
Would I only hear words of offence?
Leaving when they were too difficult to hear?
I do not doubt that I would run in fear
But would I return when the danger was still present?