By: Jana Greene
Jesus is everywhere at one time.
My little niece (not by blood, but by blessing) Madelyn reminded me about Jesus, and his penchant for being everywhere one day after church. I was making her a peanut butter sandwich for her lunch. She was sitting at the kitchen table, swinging her feet high above the floor, and humming.
“What did you learn in Children’s church today?” I asked her .
She stopped kicking her legs and said, “That Jesus is everywhere.” Her arms made a broad, sweeping motion to illustrate the concept of omnipresence. Then she put her elbows on the table then, and rested her face in her hands . “But He lives in your bathtub.”
I laughed out loud. At nearly three years old, Madelyn has a host of imaginary friends, so I was not surprised that she concocted a scenario in which Jesus lived in my bathtub.
It wasn’t until I took her to the potty in that same bathroom later that day that I saw Jesus in the bathtub, too.
“See, Aunt Jana? Jesus.” she says, pointing to the wall behind me in a tiny (but utterly confident) voice. “He’s right there.”
There, on a shelf behind the garden tub, is my favorite sculpture. It is a bearded man carved from wood with long locks of intricately whittled hair. At about a foot tall, it is hard to miss. I’m not sure of its origins but I suspect my husband acquired it on a trip to the Caribbean years ago. The expression of the wooden man is peaced-out, contemplative and focused all at once.
I always kind of thought he was Bob Marley…..but okay. Jesus works, too.
“It’s Jesus,” Madelyn repeated, as if reading my thoughts.
Later that day, this exceptional little girl informed me that Jesus also lives in her heart.
Kids are so literal, believing that when Jesus is “in your heart”; he is in your heart. And they are so faithful to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that even though He lives in my bathtub, He is still everywhere all at once.
Not like an imaginary friend, who can only be in one place.
But everywhere, peaced-out, contemplative and focused on us.