Jesus and Moses were going to Bellevue from Seattle one day to do a little shopping. Heading east, I-90 was a mess - four lanes of bumper-to-bumper traffic, not budging. "Come with me," Moses said, "I think I know how to handle this."
So they hopped out of the car and headed down to the edge of the water. Moses raised his arms and the waters parted, and they walked across under the bridge. "Wow, Moses," Jesus said, "I'd never have thought of that."
Several hours later, loaded down with Nordstrom bags, they were heading back to pick up their car on the other side of the bridge. As they approached the edge of the water, Jesus said, "Let me do it this time." He set his packages down, took a breath, and began walking across the surface of the water. About 50 feet out, though, he suddenly sunk!
He swam back to shore, spluttering and frustrated. "Jesus," Moses began, "I think..."
Jesus shook his head impatiently. "I can do this," he muttered to himself. "I've done it before." He turned around and headed out across the water again, this time only making it about 20 feet before he sank a second time. He splashed back up on shore, shaking his head. "I don't understand. This time, it has to work." He turned to start across again.
"Jesus," Moses interrupted, "I don't know how to tell you this, but there's just no way you're going to walk on water with those holes in your feet."