That’s not the model that Hebrews 12 gives, however. It does not instruct me to run with perseverance the race marked out for me fixing my eyes on how much better I’ll be when this discipline is through. It doesn’t remind me that there is so much personal glory in enduring hardship as discipline. On the contrary, I’m instructed to fix my eyes on Jesus, the One Who initiated faith in me and is making it perfect.
I take special solace in this thought about the way He interacted with the disciples’ storm. While He could have stilled it from the remote mountaintop where He saw them straining, He refrained until He had come out to them.
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