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    Peter: Fisherman, Disciple, Apostle
    Peter: Fisherman, Disciple, Apostle
    Peter: Fisherman, Disciple, Apostle
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    Peter: Fisherman, Disciple, Apostle

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    Peter comes nearer to us than any of his brother Apostles. We revere James, the brother of our Lord, for his austere saintliness. We strain our eyes in the effort to follow John to the serene heights, whither his eagle-wing bore him. But Peter is so human, so like ourselves in his downsittings and uprisings, so compassed with infirmity, that we are encouraged to hope that perhaps the Great Potter may be able to make something even of our common clay.When walking over his farmstead with a friend we came on a field, which on a former visit appeared to be choked with thistles. He had bought it at a cheap rate because of its derelict condition. But it had been carefully drained and enriched. Much care and science had been expended on it, and to my friend’s surprise a rich crop of clover resulted. The long-buried seed had lain starved and hopeless in the soil till the rich culture had called it into evidence.It needed the Saviour’s insight to discover an Apostle in Simon Bar-jona, the fisherman; and the Saviour’s patient culture to elicit the dormant qualities of his character, which speak in every paragraph of his Epistles, and fitted him to be the leader of the Primitive Church. But if the Master could do so much for him, what may He not effect, my reader, for thee and me?CrossReach Publications

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    PublisherCrossReach Publications
    Release dateDec 14, 2018
    Peter: Fisherman, Disciple, Apostle
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    F. B. Meyer

    Frederick Brotherton Meyer (1847–1929) was a Bible teacher, pastor, and evangelist of German descent, born in London. He attended Brighton College and Regent's College, and graduated from the University of London in 1869.Meyer influence giants of the faith like Charles H. Spurgeon who said, “Meyer preaches as a man who has seen God face to face.” Meyer led a long and fruitful life, preaching more than 16,000 sermons, before he went home to be with the Lord in 1929.

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      Peter - F. B. Meyer

      FOREWORD

      Peter comes nearer to us than any of his brother Apostles. We revere James, the brother of our Lord, for his austere saintliness. We strain our eyes in the effort to follow John to the serene heights, whither his eagle-wing bore him. But Peter is so human, so like ourselves in his downsittings and uprisings, so compassed with infirmity, that we are encouraged to hope that perhaps the Great Potter may be able to make something even of our common clay.

      When walking over his farmstead with a friend we came on a field, which on a former visit appeared to be choked with thistles. He had bought it at a cheap rate because of its derelict condition. But it had been carefully drained and enriched. Much care and science had been expended on it, and to my friend’s surprise a rich crop of clover resulted. The long-buried seed had lain starved and hopeless in the soil till the rich culture had called it into evidence.

      It needed the Saviour’s insight to discover an Apostle in Simon Bar-jona, the fisherman; and the Saviour’s patient culture to elicit the dormant qualities of his character, which speak in every paragraph of his Epistles, and fitted him to be the leader of the Primitive Church. But if the Master could do so much for him, what may He not effect, my reader, for thee and me?

      PETER: FISHERMAN, DISCIPLE, APOSTLE

      I. INTRODUCTORY

      Matt. 3:1–12; Mark 1:1–8; John 1:35–42

      "Where is the lore the Baptist taught,

      The soul unswerving and the fearless tongue?

      The much enduring wisdom, sought

      By lonely prayer the haunted rocks among?

      Who counts it gain

      His light should wane

      So the whole world to Jesus throng?"

      Keble.

      The contrast between the method of the Divine Worker and the human is specially apparent in the earliest stages. Man, with considerable confidence in his own powers of initiation and fulfilment, cries: "Go to, let us build a tower the top of which shall reach to heaven, so that we be not scattered abroad." God begins in secret, and works curiously in the lowest parts of the earth. He calls an individual from the crowd, trains him long and patiently, and finally makes him His partner, the centre of a new unit, the channel through which He pours Himself forth upon the world. Man’s method, more often than not, ends in a Babel of confusion; whilst God’s, invariably, is consummated in the city of the Living God, the Jerusalem which descends from above.

      The majority of those who, from time to time, have been called to this holy service, have been selected from among the foolish, weak, and despised ranks of the human family, that the excellency of the power might be of God, and not of man. There have been thousands of noble exceptions; but, as a rule, not many wise, or great, or noble according to this world’s estimate, have been called. The hole of the pit that has yielded God His materials has been of common clay, and the rock whence His stones have been hewn of very ordinary grain.

      It is not surprising, therefore, to learn that the leader of the apostolic band was drawn from the ranks of very ordinary people, and that the story of his life opens in the obscure village of Bethsaida, at the north-west corner of the Lake of Galilee. The unadorned and simple homes of its fishermen were in striking contrast to the marble palaces of the neighbouring proud city of Capernaum, which were erected by the large incursion of Roman residents, who were attracted to the locality by its equable climate and luxuriant natural beauty The shore was lined with costly palaces and imposing public offices; the roads were filled with splendid equipages; and luxurious gondolas flashed to and fro upon the lake

      I. The Coming of the Son of Zacharias.—The native population probably held aloof from the manners and habits of the conquerors, though quite ready to take advantage of their wealthy patronage and custom. Under their breath they spoke together of the great days of Judas Maccabæus and of Judas of Galilee, before whom even the mighty Roman legions had on more than one occasion been compelled to give way. To these echoes of the memorable past were added a strange anticipation and hope, which stirred in the breast of many, that the hour was near when the invader would be driven beyond the waters of the Great Sea, and the kingdom would be once more restored to Israel. Some said that the weeks of Daniel’s vision had nearly expired. Some told that the aged Simeon before his death bore witness to having held the Lord’s Messiah in his arms. Some spoke of visions of angel-choirs, and said that portents and voices had been steadfastly borne witness to by creditable witnesses. The people were in expectation and all men mused in their hearts.

      All suddenly the land was startled and shaken with the rumour that God had visited His people. A company of pilgrims, crossing the Jordan by the fords of Jericho, had been arrested by a strange figure, gaunt and sinewy, the child of desert solitudes, who had accosted them with the cry: Repent, for the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand. When released from the spell and able to proceed to Jerusalem, they could talk of nothing else. That strange figure, half Bedawin and half prophetic! That voice which rang with trumpet-note! That evident vision of the Unseen and Eternal, which illumined his face with unearthly glory! That he had no lodging but a cave! That his food consisted of locusts dipped in water and baked on the hot coals, with wild honey to make them palatable! Without wife or child! These things gripped the national imagination and thrilled the air, already charged with electricity. The people that sat in darkness saw a great light, and on those that sat in the shadow of death, dawn arose.

      The tidings spread everywhere, as by a mysterious telepathy. They reached the mountain-villages of the Lebanon to the north and the sheepfolds of Bethlehem and Hebron to the south. They were discussed by priests in the intervals between the Temple-services, and by Rulers in their council-chambers; by businessmen, as they transacted in the markets, and by traders, as they sat behind their stalls in the bazaars. Holy women, waiting at the wells for the drawing of water, spake often one to another, whilst the Lord hearkened and heard and wrote thereof in His Book of Remembrance. The little children were told to reverence the name of John, the son of Zacharias, whose parents had passed through such strange experiences at his birth.

      Then the whole country rose en masse. It was the Sabbatic year, when the ploughmen and the vinedressers ceased from toil. Men had plenty of leisure to leave their homes and fields, their vineyards and orchards. Through a land carpeted with flowers and exhaling fragrance, the confluent streams of people poured down the Jordan Valley in eager crowds. There went out to him Jerusalem and all Judæa, and all the region round about Jordan. Multitudes were baptized in the Jordan—confessing their sins; among whom we may surely include the brothers Andrew and Peter, and their life-long companions, James and John.

      II. The Baptist’s Influence on Peter.—Peter was married, but marriage among the Orientals takes place early. He was, therefore, still in the prime of his manhood. Strong, vehement, impulsive and self-assertive, he could by no means be accounted a saint. Would he so easily have taken to swearing, when the maid accosted him in the hall of Caiaphas, unless he had been addicted to the habit in early life? He was doubtless attentive to the duties and formalities of his religion, attended the Temple-feasts, paid his dues, and was morally respectable. He was satisfied that he was a not unworthy son of Abraham We are reminded of those words with which Paul described his earlier life as a son of the synagogue—I was alive without the law once.

      From his youth he was an ardent patriot. Like all his friends and companions, he was prepared to sacrifice everything he possessed to see David’s race once more on David’s throne. When, therefore, he and the others heard the tidings of the Baptist’s appearance, they hailed them as heralding the new era. Might not this be the first phase of the kingdom which the God of Heaven was setting up, and which would never be destroyed, and whose sovereignty would not be left to another people, but it would break all other kingdoms in pieces, and stand for ever?

      His friends shared these convictions and hopes. Taking with them a frail canvas tent to serve as a shelter, and a bag of coins for the supply of their simple needs, Peter, his brother, and their friends bade good-bye to home and craft and went forth to see. They crossed the Jordan by the fords of Bethabara and joined the crowds who were streaming down the Jordan Valley to the scene of the Baptist’s ministry.

      It must have seemed the prelude to the Day of Judgment when the Baptist, selecting a ledge of rock for his pulpit, stood forth to address the awestruck throng, gathered from all the land to listen. Clearly enough, as our Lord suggested, he was no reed shaken by the wind of popular favour. He was neither courtier nor sycophant. He spoke what he knew and testified what he had seen. There had never arisen a greater than John amid all the myriads of the human family. He penetrated the hollow pretensions of Pharisee and Scribe; compared them to the rock-vipers; threatened them with the woodsman’s axe, the smelter’s furnace, and the harvester’s fan. In his stern outlook there was short shrift for the sinner that refused to repent. He had faith that God would yet transform the stones of the desert into sons of Abraham. Truly he was a light that burned as well as shone!

      Beneath such preaching, Peter must have been deeply moved. It raked his soul. Beneath those words sin revived and he died. He felt then, as he confessed afterwards, that he was a sinful man. Frequently, as in after years, he would go out alone and weep bitterly, and when on the Day of Pentecost he saw that vast crowd of Jews pricked to the heart and crying out What must we do? he knew exactly the agony of their remorse. Probably he was baptized by the Baptist, confessing his sins. He had thus been born of water, as afterwards he was to be born of the Holy Spirit.

      III. Peter’s First Interview with the Lord.—When Jesus was baptized he may have been present, but as yet his senses were not anointed to behold the open heaven or discern the descending dove. Or he may have been paying a brief visit to attend to necessary affairs of home and business. Certainly he was out of the way, when, on two successive days, the Baptist designated the Saviour as the Lamb of God. But he was back again in the Jordan Valley on the morning following the day of his brother’s memorable interview with the One whose shoe-latchet the Baptist confessed himself unworthy to unloose.

      Andrew and John had spent some hours in His holy company. They had been welcomed to His dwelling, had listened with rapt attention while He spake of heavenly things, had perhaps listened to His recital of the salient features of the Temptation from which He had just emerged, and had been told of His chosen method for winning back the kingdom by patient sufferings rather than armed force. As they listened their hearts had burned within them. They knew, with absolute conviction, that they had found the Messiah; and rejoiced with a joy exceeding all their experience.

      Leaving Christ’s presence, they said each to the other We must tell Simon of all this, so soon as we can find him; and, as was befitting, Andrew found him first and brought him to Jesus, saying, We have found the Messiah. Brought him, as though it was necessary to overcome some hesitation. The young colt is difficult to catch, as if it realizes all that the first lassoing may involve.

      Peter was immensely impressed by that interview. This Teacher was so complete a contrast to his earlier master John. Perhaps the hardy fisherman may have been less attracted to Him than to the sinewy son of the desert. He may not have been immediately susceptible to the grace and truth, and gentleness and purity, the humility and selflessness of the Lamb of God. But if this was his first impression, it was instantly succeeded by one of awe and wonder, as those searching eyes looked into the depths of his nature, and Jesus said, Thou shalt be called Cephas (the Aramean equivalent for the Greek Peter).

      This is our Lord’s method of making saints. He speaks of things that are not as though they were. When the heart is broken and contrite, as was the case with Peter, He speaks words of encouragement and cheer. He imputes righteousness where there is but the smallest germ of faith. He addresses us, not as though we had attained or were already perfect, but as following on. He awakens our expectancy by indicating possibilities of which we never supposed ourselves to be capable. Over the grave of our hope, He speaks words of Resurrection and Life.

      Ah, said Peter to himself, at the close of that interview, He little realizes how fickle and wayward I am; now hot with impulse, then cold as the snows of Lebanon. And yet if He thought me capable of becoming rock, and evidently He does think so, why should I not, with His help, resolve to attain and apprehend that for which I have been apprehended?

      Thus our Saviour deals with us still. He tells us what we can become by the proper development of our temperament and the exercise of Divine grace; and as He speaks He imparts all needed help. We become possessed with the Divine ideal, and laid hold of by Divine strength; and thus the weakest become as David and David as the Angel of the Lord, the reed becomes a pillar in the Temple, the stone becomes a rock, and the chief of sinners the mightiest of saints.

      It is said that Michael Angelo saw in the blocks of marble, which others had refused, the forms which his genius would call into being; so in very unlikely souls our Lord descries qualities of unusual strength and beauty, which He sets Himself to elicit; and His first act often is to reveal the fair hidden image and to impute it. He saw Peter in Simon, Israel in Jacob, Paul in Saul—and told them so!

      II. EARLY DAYS IN THE MASTER’S COLLEGE

      John 1:43, 3:30; Matt. 4:23–25

      "What Thou hast given to me, Lord, here I bring Thee,

      Odour and light, and the magic of gold.

      Feet which must follow Thee, lips which must sing Thee,

      Limbs which must ache for Thee ere they grow old."

      C. Kingsley.

      The wonder of that first interview with the Lord must have almost dazed the mind of Simon, the son of John. The Baptist’s ministry had already stirred his soul to the depths, but this fresh and gracious Personality, so full of grace and truth, had revealed possibilities for his manhood which had never occurred to him. It seemed incredible that he should ever become known as the Rock-man. If angel voices had called to him from out of heaven, or the bushes had begun to burn with fire, he could hardly have been more astonished. That he could become a Man of Rock!

      Yet a childless Abram had become Abraham, the father of a countless multitude; and Jacob, the subtle supplanter, had become Israel the prince; and Gideon, the least in his father’s house, had delivered Israel from the Midianites. But the incongruity of his nature with that name seemed an unbridged chasm. When a similar promise was made to his great ancestor, he fell on his face and laughed; but notwithstanding, a child’s laughter was heard in his tent and a child’s hand was thrust into his aged grasp. Nothing was impossible with God. Already Peter’s heart had opened to Christ’s knock, never to close to Him again. His soul had turned to Him with passionate devotion. Let those who remember how it was with them when they first met Christ bear witness if there is aught of exaggeration in this statement. They who have once really seen His face can never rest content till they have apprehended that for which He has apprehended them.

      Walks and Talks.—Whatever may have been the fisherman’s reverie, he was soon made aware that Jesus was minded to go forth into Galilee, and he resolved to accompany Him. The distance to Cana from Bethabara was some thirty miles, and the little group would start on their way in the beauty of early morning. Apparently they had hardly left the scene of the Baptist’s ministry, when they encountered Philip, and the fact that it is expressly recorded that he was a native of Bethsaida, the city of Andrew and Peter, suggests that the two brethren had something to do with the Master’s discovery of him and his immediate response.

      This first journey in such company was the beginning of many similar experiences, until that further day when He would lead them out as far as Bethany and be parted from their sight. But it left an ineffaceable impression; for as these newly-found disciples walked with Him, and heard Him open the Scriptures, their hearts burned within them, and emotions were aroused too tumultuous for words.

      When they came within sight of the little village of Cana, the white houses of which, embowered with verdure, beckoned to them as they climbed the slope from the rich Esdraelon plain, Philip seems to have hastened forward to announce his discovery to a devout friend of his—Nathanael. Apparently he found him pondering the story of the ladder that Jacob saw, when he slept and dreamed. The guileless Israelite little thought that the ladder was to be literally reared again on his lawn, that the angel-ministry was actually in operation, and that he might begin to climb the scale of ascent which would presently land him in the Divine Presence-Chamber.

      Probably our Lord and His disciples remained as guests in his home, and Peter was introduced to a new friend destined to be knit with him in a life-long companionship. But it was at the marriage-feast to which they were all invited on the following day that he drank in the deepest lessons of the Master to Whom he had given his allegiance.

      At first he must have been greatly startled. Until he had come under the influence of the Baptist, his highest ideal of religion had been the Curator of the Synagogue, the Pharisee with his phylacteries, and the Priests who officiated in the Temple; but their inconsistencies had only enhanced the commanding splendour of the holiness of John. Even Herod had been compelled to confess that he was a just man and an holy. Peter and the rest were impressed and enamoured with a type of holiness that seemed so taken up with God as to be independent of the ordinary accessories of human life. John’s rigid asceticism, that he seemed to have no need of a woman’s love or a little child’s caress, that he was absorbed in face-to-face fellowship with God, that he was absolutely fearless and unyielding—these qualities enthralled their loyalty and respect. Ah, they remarked to each other, at the close of one of his most terrific utterances, he speaks like Elijah or Malachi might have done; but, after all, the man is even greater than his words. When, therefore, John introduced them to Jesus, as being incomparably greater than himself, they expected the same type of holiness, in its awful, lonely splendour.

      The Marriage Feast of Cana.—But Jesus led them to a village festival, where a group of simple peasants, principally drawn from the vineyards that terraced the adjoining hills, were celebrating a wedding. He sat there among young and old, the life of the party; His face beaming with joy, His words adding to the pleasure of the company, His presence welcomed by the children and greeted by the young lads and girls. This was an altogether new and unexpected type of holiness. Peter and the rest watched it closely, as they reclined with Jesus at the feast. What would the Baptist have done? Would he approve? Certainly this was not the religion of the Synagogue or the Temple! But as they came more and more under the spell of their wonderful Friend and Teacher, they became more profoundly convinced that this was the religion that the world was waiting for. They could not all imitate the asceticism of the Baptist in the weird loneliness of the desert Peter, at least, was already married. But they could all follow in the steps of their new Master in the sweet amenities of the home.

      And Peter learnt many things beside. That though the Lord addressed His mother with perfect respect, He was under direction from a higher source. That only a hint of need was necessary—He would know exactly how to meet it. That those who were called to co-operate with Him must always give Him brimfull obedience. That what His servants drew as water would blush beneath His word into the wine of the Sacrament.

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