Sometimes I wonder if Peter was really lying when he said, “No, I don’t know him.”
Maybe that was the first time he was telling the truth. After all of those bold confessions and enthusiastic promises of faithfulness... after he had just proved his loyalty with sword and blood...after watching Jesus, the one he was SURE would save Israel with power and might, surrendering himself to betrayal and injustice...maybe Peter was tired of lying to himself.
Maybe he confessed that he had never really known Who Jesus was; he had never understood enough to truly follow.
Maybe, gathered around that fire, speaking those words of indignation and defense before the cock crowed, he finally admitted how lost and broken and defeated he actually was.
And maybe that was the Good Confession that finally allowed him to be Found. And led Home.
-April McClure Stewart M.Div.