A powerful God walking the streets – that’s the picture we get here in Luke. Imagine being at your child’s funeral and Jesus walking up to the body as it was being carried to the grave and commanding it to return to life. This actually happened and the disciples witnessed it and weren’t quite sure how to respond. When they got back together with Jesus for supper that evening He was laughing at jokes and just hanging out with men. But hours earlier He was performing a miracle and doing things that men don’t. He wasn’t just part God and part man – He was entirely both at the same time. I can’t imagine being His disciples and trying to understand it all, but I have the same challenge today – trying to understand how a man died for me, created me, and has given me a reason to live.