Man, today(01/19/25) was a week y’all. One of those blurry days when your spouse is sick in bed, you’ve got the kids, and it’s a race to stay alive until bedtime. A day of coffees poured and undrunk because of urgent potty runs and diapers. A day of artistic reference books, lovingly selected the night before, now unopened because of cooking, cleaning, playing, and crying. A day where the vision you had for your work may still be there at the end of the day but the energy to make it is not. Before I wax eloquent, I’m thankful to say this isn’t anything new or alarming in our home but when it happens it can hit very hard.

So I drew a picture of Jesus walking on water. I taught a kindergarten class last year and an abiding memory was waking up knowing how unprepared I was for what was coming. “I’m Peter every morning, sinking in the sea…” kept humming around in my head. If I were a songwriter I think I’d have something, and maybe a bit of bad poetry will come from it down the road. But for anyone not aware of the story in Matthew 14:22-33 the apostle Peter walks out to Jesus in the middle of a storm, gets scared halfway, and sinks. I think waves are the normal landscape of our lives and we’ll be forever lost in them if we continue to look at them instead of something better, someone greater who shows us the way. I don’t know if that’s Jesus for you but it’s been hard for me to find anyone else telling me what I need to hear when I’m in the storm, “Be of good cheer; be not afraid.” Jesus is crazy, and he’ll change your life.

Here’s another of Jesus handing Peter “the keys to the kingdom” in Matthew 16. Vibing on Stefan Źechowski(below) lately, who was nuts.

Thanks for reading again this week and remember to call out “save me!” when you find yourself sinking in the waves this week. Someone just might answer.