Yesterday I gave two munchkins and their cousin a ride home from Vacation Bible School, because their momma had to work.
First we made a dash through the rain that would.not.stop. Little legs jumping over huge lakes of water to get into the truck. I buckled them in (and maybe I miss those days a little bit –when a little one needed help with a seatbelt.)
As we drove to their house, windshield wipers working full time, I demanded they tell me what they had learned.
The kindergartner sang and clapped. Dripping cute.
And what about you? I asked her older brother.
We learned about Jesus, he said.
More than that. Come on, I said.
We learned that Jesus walked on the water, he said. He gave me this while my speed was lowered to prevent hydroplaning on Highway 2.
A good lesson for today, I said.
During the fourth watch of the night Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. (Matthew 14:25 NIV)
I woke up to that little boy’s words this morning. Jesus can walk on water. Jesus can do things that aren’t possible.
He can walk above the checkbook balance.
He can walk above loneliness and broken hearts.
He can walk above the relationships and the body decaying and the larger-than-life tasks.
He can walk above everything we lack.
A good lesson for today.