The other day I was walking out by the lake, listening to a minister preach. He spoke about Peter, His zeal without wisdom. As I was listening and pondering… I heard someone yelling. I took off my headset and realized there was a fisherman in about about 20 feet from the shore, he was catching something and so excited about it. He was going on and on, yelling and cussing with excitement but I couldn’t see anyone in the boat with him. Then I realized he had someone on the speakerphone and it sounded like she was his wife.
I thought to myself… I bet Peter was like him. He didn’t care what other people thought.
He was passionate.