Now when evening came, His disciples went down to the sea, got into the boat, and went over the sea toward Capernaum. And it was already dark, and Jesus had not come to them. Then the sea arose because a great wind was blowing. So when they had rowed about three or four miles, they saw Jesus walking on the sea and drawing near the boat; and they were afraid. But He said to them, “It is I; do not be afraid.” Then they willingly received Him into the boat, and immediately the boat was at the land where they were going. (John 6:16-21)
We never arrive where we are going until we invite Jesus into the boat.
The disciples enter a boat in the evening - in the gray zone where shadows shift and the sharp distinctions blur. They row into the night, into the darkness. And there, even in their darkness, Jesus had not come to them. But it got worse. The sea arose and lifted its torrents. The harder they rowed, the deeper they angst. Still no Jesus.
It is interesting that in the evening, in their darkness, and the storm Jesus was nowhere to be seen. But he was coming. He saw them and bailed them out at just the right time.
When they saw Jesus they didn’t recognize him. They were afraid. The storm had worn grooves of tension and stress into their souls. Fears had settled in. And the spirits behind the rain, wind, and waves pounded their bearded faces with doubt and insecurity. The site of Jesus only kicked their fears into overdrive. Knowing this, Jesus reveals himself to them. “It is I.” And they received him into their plight.
Notice how they were when Jesus showed up. They were messy, mad, and tired. They did not dress up. They did not get religious. They did not suddenly pray. They had no faith. They were scared and filled with dread. In short, they were real. It was then when Jesus revealed himself.
God often waits until we are in the nighttime of our torrents, completely at wits end with nothing else to cling to, before showing up - and, even then, we are hard-pressed to recognize him.
When we invite him into our life, our years of struggling suddenly fade away. Our dreams of golden shores - shores that perhaps we’ve spent our entire life rowing through storms to land suddenly become realized and we arrive at the beaches of redemption, the purposes of God finally taking root in our life.
We immediately arrive at the land of our striving, the land we've always known was there but never had the wherewithal to get there. It all happens the moment we invite Jesus into our boat.
"...and immediately the boat was at the land where they were going."