04/19/2026
Easter came and went.
And Peter was still sitting with what he’d done.
Three times: I don’t know him.
The tomb was empty. Hope was alive. And the shame in Peter’s body hadn’t gotten the memo yet.
That’s not a character flaw. That’s how humans work. Shame doesn’t release just because circumstances change. The body holds what the mind hasn’t yet processed.
But Jesus didn’t wait for Peter to catch up.
He made breakfast.
He met him on the shore.
He asked — gently, three times — do you love me?
Not to wound. To restore.
One question for every denial. The body needed to hear it that many times to begin to believe it.
That’s not just theology. That’s healing.
Maybe some time has passed for you too since a moment of hope — and you’re still standing in something you can’t quite put down yet.
The invitation is the same one Peter received:
Come and eat. You’re not disqualified. Let’s begin again.
Renewal doesn’t erase the past.
It meets you in it. ❤️🩹
John 21:15-17