Fourth Watch

Now far offshore and beaten by the waves, into the wind, they pulled to no effect. The choppy seas, enough to quell the brave, lept o’er the gunwales, merciless, unchecked. He came to them, the fourth watch of the night; not recognizing him, they were dismayed. Thinking a ghost, they cried out at the sight. Take heart; it is I. Do not be afraid. Then Peter answered, Lord, if it is you, command me, Walk, and I will come on out, walked on the water till his fear broke through; O you of little faith, why did you doubt? Then, making far more progress than before, with Christ aboard, they pulled for the far shore.