~Prove to me that you're no fool, walk across my swimming pool!~
I'm not going to lie. For the past three days, I've been denying that it's actually July. Summer is in full swing, and that means I'm spending time doing one of my favorite summer-y activities: swimming. There's just something about thrashing about in the water that says "Oh, okay God, you want to put us on a planet and then make 70% of it water?! Yeah? Well watch these moves."
Or at least, that's what it said until people started getting uncomfortable around the weird man on the raft yelling at the pool.
Anyway, one of my favorite stories in the Bible takes place on the water. You (might have) guessed it! I'm talking about the walking on water! It's mentioned in three of the four gospels - I guess Luke just wasn't cool enough - and is one of those common reference points that everybody seems to know, Christian or not.
In fact, I'd argue it's another one of those stories we don't really pay attention to much anymore. Let's change that.