Mom. Jesus did walk on the water.
Yeah, buddy… he did.
Mom. Jesus did take his friends fishing in the boat.
Yeah, buddy. What else?
Jesus did go fishing and the waves did get big big big. The storm came and the boat did tip tip tip tip tip over. And Jesus did tell the storm to BE QUIET!!! And Jesus did get out of the boat and walk home.
Your friend is here, and he is sad. He will not get off the couch. He will not look at us. He will not talk. You spend fifteen minutes on your knees next to him on the couch, looking up into his face. “You sad? You want mines trucks?” And then you gave him all of them. “You sad? You want a snack?” And then you piled chips, grapes, and a can of tomatoes in front of him. “You sad? You need a hug?” And then you leaned in and patted his back. When nothing seemed to work, you turned to the coffee table covered in train tracks and matchbox cars. “You watch.” You said. “I stay here until you feel better. You feel better, you come play wif me.”
And here I thought I’d need to teach you how to be a good friend.
Turns out, I have a few things to learn from you.
You are exhausted and you will not nap. It is quiet in the house and I get you to lie down with me on the bed while I read and Abby naps downstairs. You talk to yourself for a bit and then I feel you put your hand on my shoulder, as if you need to tell me something but don’t want to interrupt me. I look up from my book and you… you are asleep, your hand a tether to me.
And we do not move for two hours.
Mom, Jesus did go away?
He did, bud.
Where Jesus lives?
RIght now he lives in heaven with God.
Him coming back?
Yep. He is coming back.
Him need to get his boat back from his friends?
Yes. Yes, exactly.
You are my favorite boy.
I love being your mom.