An old story with a new meaning

Maybe its something in the water (well, theres plenty of stuff in the water here, but thats not what I'm talking about)
Maybe its the heat, or the constant sway of the ship.
Or maybe God has been trying to make a point to me for a while now and my stubborness has yet again made Him repeat Himself 3 times, this being the latest attempt.
I tend to believe it is the latter, why I read this story as if it were for the first time, that is.
Since being on the ship I have had some normal ups and downs. I'm not going to pretend that moving away from home onto a big ship in the middle of a third world country felt entirely normal and perfect. It was surprisingly easy and natural, but what I didn't expect was a "boatload" (couldn't help the pun) of doubts to surface over the last week or so.
So there I was last week, struggling, praying, struggling, praying. You get the point.
In devotions someone alluded to having no fear or doubts about the future. I heard it, but in one ear and out the other as they say...
In community meeting I heard about Paul, being content in all things, to have plenty or be in need. This time I even mentally registered the thought "Why would I doubt God has great plans for my life and future?" But again, by the time I prayed again I had dismissed round 2 of my potential lesson, practically asking God for something to hang onto, some hope or answers about so many things on my mind, all of the doubts.
Then I'm sitting last Saturday doing my bible study. There I was (happily) drinking my coffee, looking up the scriptures for the day, not expecting what came next. Read on:

Matthew 14:25-31
During the fourth watch of the night Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. "It's a ghost," they said, and cried out in fear.
But Jesus immediately said to them: "Take courage! It is I. Don't be afraid."
"Lord, if it's you," Peter replied, "tell me to come to you on the water."
"Come," he said.
Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, "Lord, save me!"
Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. "You of little faith," he said,

"why did you doubt?"

Like I said, maybe its the simple fact that I am on a boat, but this story holds so much more significance right now and I am drawing a lot of parallels here, still.
I'm all like " Yes God, I will follow you, I have trust and faith. Send me, I'll go"
Then within weeks of getting here I'm doubting some really big (and some really nominal) things in my life.
How quickly we forget, eh?

There is more about this story I never recognized either. When Peter starts sinking and crys out, Jesus immediately reached out His hand and caught Him. He didn't watch Him sink. He didn't let Him drown. He loved Him, He grabbed hold of him and saved him.

I have been writing down verses that impact me since I've been here. This one made it to the wall right next to my pillow (where I lay my hard head every night).

I'll try my best not to forget this one.