Ask Me ..... How i know there's a God up in the heavens!

Chapter 50 - Safe Spaces

The Olive Garden was just starting to get busy, when the hostess seated us at a small table in a corner booth, back between a nice picture window and... the emergency exit. Now aint that an irony. I chuckled to myself, as I sat looking over Jesus's head at the falling snow that gathered in sedimentary layers upon the glass pane.

I sat quietly while Jesus scanned the selections trying to figure out what was what. Although His speaking English was improving with every word uttered, He did an outstanding job butchering the names of the food items He was attempting to read off the menu. That was OK though, I couldn't pronounce half of them either.

After finally having decided that pictures spoke a more effective sales pitch than words: Jesus closed the menu and sat quietly a moment before folding His hands and praying. I only listened, since force of habit seemed to have reset the language button in His head back to Aramaic and I couldn't really understand much of what He was saying anyways.

When Jesus finished; a friendly older man who introduced himself as our waiter, approached and asked if we were interested in some wine? Jesus accepted a few samples, before apparently deciding He'd have better luck if left to His own devices. So after the waiter departed with our order; Jesus picked up the water tumbler, glanced at me, then the wine glass and grinned mischievously.

"You are not!" I shook my head as I covered the goblet with my hand, before I leaned over and whispered: "You know they're gonna charge You for Your own wine; don't You?"

"Shhh." He put His finger to His lips as He gingerly moved my hand and poured some water into the glass. I watched intently to see what would happen and; it.... remained water. He started to snicker as He pointed at me. "Got 'cha." He squealed.

I only sat and stared at Him... now not really sure what to think?

"OK, OK. Uncle." I finally sighed as I labored not to snicker too loudly; since Jesus had already quietly amused Himself into a near incessant giggle.

I sat and watched Him for several minutes as I took a deep breath to calm my own.... yearnings?; before I launched a lighthearted investigation.

"You sure Ya didn't turn that into shots of Vodka?" I snickered as I leaned over, nearly looking up at Him before I snatched the wine glass from His hand and sampled its contents. Yes, it was... just plain water. I smiled, finally coming to the conclusion that, I guess Jesus had caught nothing more than a case of the sillies.

Another ten minutes passed and the waiter brought us our salads. Jesus calmed sufficiently to winnow through His greens, seeming to attempt to figure out if He could identify all the contents in the bowl. He sampled a few of the more difficult to identify items before opting for the salad dressing. I watched Him for another moment or two before I decided it was the right time to apologize.... again.

"Ehhh..." I sucked in a deep breath.

"No need." He looked right at me and innocently shrugged before I even got the words out. He smiled happily making Himself a bit more comfortable while repositioning His crossed legs under the table.

"You watchings, or doings cause me no harm. Is just reaction of nature." He said as He reached around the candle and handed me the parmesan cheese. "You read the verse?" He continued. "One make himself a eunuch to reign in the Kingdom of God. By the power of God that restrain him." He cracked a smile.

"Yeah...." I looked at Him a bit before my thoughts could formulate. "But I guess I always figured, You would be the last one who'd need restraining."

"God is Creator of life." Jesus stated before another giggle escaped. "Conceive a person by direct intervention of Holy Ghost; what is it you think you get?"