Monday, April 4, 2011

Tale from Another Passover


(As it might have occurred in Luke 2:41-51)

"I tell you, Husband, I can hardly believe it! There is a tremendous lesson here.

We were so caught up in the custom of the Feast. The trek from Nazareth. The camp. The friends and relatives along the way. The singing. The stories. The meals en route. The glory of the Holy City. The Temple with the smoke and smell and noise of sacrifice. It was all over so quickly.

But we lost track of our son. Lost sight of Jesus. And we KNOW who He is.

And where was He to be found after all our panic? In the midst of the Doctors of the Law. Sacred scriptures. Holy Doctrine. He had been poking and prodding and marveling with them. Just the same sort of wonder and enthusiasm which we have seen in the boy in the fields outside Nazareth. Examining the creatures, the plants and flowers. The sights, sounds and smells.

He puts me to shame. He even put some of the teachers to shame. His love for God's Word so far exceeding His need for ceremony and even fellowship. Oh Jesus, our sterling young man. What lies ahead for you?"


Psalm 119:

97O how love I thy law! it is my meditation all the day.

98Thou through thy commandments hast made me wiser than mine enemies: for they are ever with me.

99I have more understanding than all my teachers: for thy testimonies are my meditation.

100I understand more than the ancients, because I keep thy precepts.

101I have refrained my feet from every evil way, that I might keep thy word.

102I have not departed from thy judgments: for thou hast taught me.

103How sweet are thy words unto my taste! yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth!

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