Yesterday afternoon I took a break and decided I would walk over to our water feature and relax. My office was getting hot, and for the first time— in a very long time, I decided I would actually break away from work and enjoy something my husband worked hard to create for me, even naming it: Gina Beach.
So, I grabbed a G2 (which was once called: Gatorade) and went and sat on my bench and was relaxing. As I was contemplating jumping in the water, a Hawk swooped in over my head, and accidentally dropped the meal he was carrying. A tiny mouse.
Now, normally I am not a fan of mice, but when I watched this one fall from the sky, hit the large boulder, and roll into the water my heart hurt. At first I thought it was dead, so I just sat there and watched to see if the Hawk wanted to come back for his meal. When that didn’t work, I went and got a fish net, and gently placed it under the mouse. The moment I did the mouse miraculously came alive and took his four little legs and ran out of my net and back into the water. Three times I tried to catch the mouse with the net, until finally I had to let the mouse be. I realized that mouse was so determined to get away that the two of us were going to keep doing this until one of us got tired.
I decided it would be best for me to sit down for a moment and wait for his tiny little legs to paddle until they were finally worn out. So, I sat back down on my bench and waited. I watched as this little mouse swam from one side to the other. He was too small to climb over the side, so all he could do was swim back and forth.
I have to admit that he swam for a good 2 minutes, before his little body finally decided that it had enough. It wasn’t until he stopped moving was I able to reach my net underneath him and pick him up.
As I pulled him up from the water I said, “I truly was trying to help you, but you wouldn’t let me.” He looked at me with his little brown eyes and took a sigh of defeat. As I found a place to put him where he could get his “wits” about him I realized that his wits are what allowed him to wiggle out of the mouth of the bird, but his fear in accepting help from a friend, almost cost him his life.
As I was walking back up to my office I began to smile and remembered…
Immediately after this Jesus made his disciples get back into the boat and cross to the other side of the lake while he sent the people home. Afterward he went up into the hills by himself to pray. Night fell while he was there alone. Meanwhile, the disciples were in trouble far away from land, for a strong wind had risen, and they were fighting heavy waves. About three o’clock in the morning Jesus came to them, walking on the water. When the disciples saw him, they screamed in terror, thinking he was a ghost. But Jesus spoke to them at once. “It’s all right,” he said,. “I am here! Don’t be afraid.”
Then Peter called to him, “Lord, if it’s really you, tell me to come to you by walking on water.”
“All right, come,” Jesus said. So Peter went over the side of the boat and walked on water toward Jesus. But when he looked around at the high waves, he was terrified and began to sink. “Save me, Lord!” he shouted.
Instantly Jesus reached out his hand and grabbed him. “You don’t have much faith,” Jesus said. “Why did you doubt me?” And when they climbed back into the boat, the wind stopped. Then the disciples worshiped him. “You really are the Son of God!” they exclaimed. Matthew 14: 22-33
When I came into my office and sat down I had to smile. The mouse isn’t the only one who learned a lesson.
Onward by Faith!