Often I wander. And even more often I wonder. And sometimes I even wonder while I’m wandering. Wonder is a strange word. Say it a bunch of times over and over. OK, I’m getting sidetracked. Many intellectual theologians often wonder lots of things about God. Like… if everything God creates is good, then where did evil come from? Or if God is omnipresent (present everywhere), then how can hell be the “absence of God’s presence” as so many describe it. If Jesus really died on the cross, and He is God, then how could God have been dead? Or if Jesus is God, then why does He pray to Himself? I could go on… and on…

But boy I don’t concern myself with wondering over those things. No way, not me. Here’s some of the things that really get me to wondering.

I wonder if Jesus ever lost His keys. Or maybe something else that could cause him lots of frustration, like maybe his lucky goat’s foot. And if He did lose it, how long would it take Him to find it?

Playing off Wonder #1, I wonder if Jesus ever had a lucky goat’s foot. What would He need one for?

What if Jesus played on your baseball team… I wonder if He would ever strike out? Would He hit a HR every time? Or mix in a few singles?

I wonder if Jesus ever lost a coin flip? And if you ever had a coin flip, wouldn’t you want him calling it?

I wonder how long it would take for a Casino to blacklist Jesus from the craps table? Or would He crap out a few times on purpose just to make it look legit?

I wonder if there were any foods that Jesus didn’t like? or even hated? Do you ever think Jesus ate a brussel sprout and thought, “Boy I really screwed that up. What was I thinking when I created that?”

I wonder if Jesus ever got stung by a scorpion? You’d think the scorpion would have recognized Him? Or that Jesus would have seen it coming?

I wonder if Jesus ever entered a spelling bee? How would you like to be competing against Him?

Considering Jesus was a carpenter, I wonder if He ever hit his thumb with a hammer? Or got a splinter? Or accidentally put the hinges on upside down (not that I’ve ever done that).

I wonder if Jesus ever broke a 3/16″ drill bit and said to his brother James, “I knew that was going to happen.” As a side note, I have 4 sets of drill bits, and all of them are now missing the 3/16″ bit.

I wonder what kind of car Jesus would drive? A cheap one? A fast one? And would he need to wear a seatbelt? Think about that. Or would he have a car at all? Maybe he’d ride a motorcycle. Would he really need a helmet?

I wonder if Jesus would have had life insurance? Or any kind of insurance? I wonder if State Farm would have still paid up after He rose from the dead?

I wonder if Jesus would have worn Aeropostale? Or would He be more of a Target shopper?

I wonder if Jesus ever had one of those magic 8-ball’s as a kid that you could ask questions. I wonder what He would ask it.

I wonder if I could beat Jesus at DDR. That’s Dance Dance Revolution for those of you over 30. I’ve never been beaten by the way. Of course the only people I’ve danced against are Beth and Jaxon.

I wonder if Jesus ever sat in the audience of a magic show and after every trick, shouted to the crowd, “I KNOW HOW HE DID THAT.”

Well, that’s enough wondering for one sitting. Maybe I’ll wonder more later.