My children asked me a question I had answered repeatedly, and I paused and gave a loud sigh.

It is a simple way of communicating frustration, disappointment, and disbelief. Have I not told you already? Were you not listening to me at all? Have I not explained it well enough?

One loud sigh.

I wonder if Jesus ever sighed. When the disciples asked him the same question again? When the crowds were only interested in more bread and healing? When no one seems to understand what he is teaching about the kingdom of God?

Did he ever feel like he was not getting through to people and just sigh?

I will never know if he did it when he walked on the earth, but I am convinced he does it with me each day. Did he do that again? Does he not remember what happened the last time he prayed? How can he be so slow to learn?

Then I think about my kids and when I sighed at them. It was a pause so that I could slow down and make sure they got it correct this time. It was a chance for me to catch my breath and try one more time to explain myself.

I am sure of it. Jesus sighs. At least I know he continually does it with me. Hoping maybe this time I will listen closely and do what he tells me to do.