Wet Feet by Raymond A. Foss
Out of the boat onto the waters feeling the call of the Lord to believe
We are his servants the clay of the potter’s wheel like Peter called, to follow, to believe
Out of our comfort even on the tossing seas the boat seemingly firm only what we know out onto the waters called by our savior if only we believe
Wet feet, on the waves the waters touching our skin our eyes on Christ for the winds are howling the devil calling us to lose our focus to doubt, in unbelief and sink beneath the waves
We are called by our loving savior over the gunnels out onto the waves calling us to him to walk beside him yoked with him is we but belief
December 3, 2009 Matthew 14:22-33
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