Monday in Holy Week 10th April Peter. Matthew 26. 75. Then Peter remembered what Jesus had said: “Before the cock crows, you will deny me three times.” And he went out and wept bitterly. “Dear God… what have I done? NO! It can’t be. Did I really just do that? What was I thinking? I vowed that I wouldn’t… I told HIM I wouldn’t. I’m the scum of the earth; little better than that vile Iscariot. In fact worse, at least he had the guts to be open in his betrayal. I can’t believe what a despicable coward I am! How can I live with myself?
He knows me better than I know myself. He saw how pathetic I am. He told me I would deny him and – as if it could be any worse – that I would repeat it three times! Three times! Not once, but THREE! So I can’t claim it was a mistake or even try and suggest it didn’t happen, there were so many who heard me. It’s bound to get back to the rest. I’m meant to be leading them. Why should they listen to anything I say now! Oh dear God… how will I face Him? Will I get the chance to face Him? Could this get any worse? I want to prove to Him that I can be His rock. How can I regain His confidence in me? What if it’s too late? What if there is no opportunity to speak to Him; to say I’m so sorry. To promise to never do it again. How will I live with myself?” Denying our personal relationship with Christ is not always so obvious… why not take the chance today to say sorry… 45