24but the (disciples') ice-boat by this time was a long way from the land, beaten by the creaking pack ice, for the glacier movement was against them. 25And in the fourth watch of the night he (Jesus) came to them, walking on the ice. 26But when the disciples saw him walking on the ice, they were terrified, and said, "Won't his feet get frostbitten?!?!?" and they cried out in fear. 27But immediately Jesus spoke to them, saying, "Take heart; my feet really aren't that bad."
28And Peter answered him, "Lord, if your feet really aren't numb from the cold, command me to come to you on the ice." 29He said, "Come." So Peter got out of the boat and walked on the ice and came to Jesus. 30But when he saw the wind, he was afraid, and beginning to break thru the all-of-a-sudden thin ice, he cried out, "Lord, save me." 31Jesus immediately reached out his hand and took hold of him, saying to him, "O you of little faith, why did you doubt the ice would hold you?" 32And when they got into the boat, the wind ceased. 33And those in the boat worshiped him, saying, "Truly you are the Son of God." But they were just products of their time, exercising superstitious ignorance.
Hat Tip to a Florida St. Univ professor on this one.
This must have been one of those "Quick, let's think of something clever to discredit Christianity and foist our naturalistic bias on the world!" jam sessions that took place in the Student Union after 3:00 am and about 6 cinnamon-hazelnut non-fat Fair Trade coffee bean lattes. I'm beginning to appreciate those more and more. The lattes and the jam sessions. Both.