I haven’t often prayed to a God who says, “We’ve got this; we’ll do it together. Your failure doesn’t rattle me. Your limitations don’t bother me.” But I do now, little by little. Because now when I step out of that boat, I’m starting to see a man with love in his eyes, a man who will rescue and rescue and rescue, and then bring me to safety, despite my faithlessness, despite my failure.
