Not So Tall Tales
The mother smiled at her teenage son. “You are home from school already? What did you do today?”
“The teacher had us write an article about ‘what I did on my summer vacation’. Would you like to hear it?”
“Of course.” His mother sat on a new chair at the finely crafted table.
“What I did on my summer vacation. I had a good summer, spending much time in my father’s workshop, learning how to make tables and chairs to sit at, as well as small tables for holding candles. One day in the shop, the knife slipped and cut my father’s arm, deeply and severely.
Dropping his knife, he fell to the floor, moaning in pain. “Son, get a rag quickly,” he mumbled to me. I knelt at his side, touching his wound. Instantly, the wound was healed and the pain disappeared. Startled, he looked at me, and then smiled in understanding. He simply said, “Thank you.”
Another day this summer, I took a break from working in the carpenter shop and was playing with James and Elizabeth, my brother and sister. Being the eldest, I was expected to show wisdom and caution when playing. The other children were still completing their chores, and this was a rare opportunity for the three of us to be together.
As James rushed off in play, he stepped on a large stone and fell to the ground with a cry of pain. We heard the loud crunch as his ankle twisted and the bone broke. Elizabeth ran for help. James lay on the ground, writhing in pain. I ran to him and told him: “Trust in me.” Breathing a prayer heavenward, I touched his ankle, and immediately he was healed.
James looked at me with fear, and asked: “How did you do that?”
I replied: “It is not yet time for me to reveal these things to you. You must keep it a secret.” I knew in my heart that in about fifteen years James would become one of my most essential followers and this incident would be remembered by him then.”
Mary smiled at her son. “That is very well written. What did your teacher say?”
Jesus replied: “He said if I paid half as much attention to my studies as telling tall tales that I would be full of knowledge and wisdom, and be in good stature with God.”
Mary smiled fondly at her firstborn. “If only he knew,” she said wistfully.
Author’s note: I love the way that God works. Saturday night I dreamt that I was writing this, so I woke up and typed this on the computer.
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