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A Strange Place To Be Lost!

A STRANGE PLACE TO BE LOST!

 “The next day they found Him in the Temple seated among the teachers, listening to them and asking questions. The teachers were all quite taken with Him, impressed with the sharpness of His answers. But His parents were not impressed; they were upset and hurt.

“His mother said, ‘Young man, why have you done this to us? Your father and I have been half out of our minds looking for you.’

“He said, ‘Why were you looking for me? Didn’t you know that I had to be here, dealing with the things of my Father?’ But they had no idea what He was talking about.”

“So He went back to Nazareth with them, and lived obediently with them.” Luke2:46-51 (The Message).

Missing for three days! Then they found Him in the Temple; their son, twelve years old, sitting among the religious big shots, wowing them with His questions!

Many questions go through one’s mind. How did He connect with them? Who took care of Him? Where did He sleep? Who gave Him food? Unanswered questions because, to Luke at this moment, they didn’t matter.

It’s difficult to reconcile these two scenarios — Mary and Joseph, naturally frantic over their son’s disappearance and Jesus, blissfully unaware of the panic He had caused them because He already, at this tender age, had a dawning consciousness of His involvement in a much bigger realm. Strange too, that Jesus responded to Mary’s rebuke with His own rebuke. It’s almost as though He expected them to be in on His mind.

What did the religious boffins find so amazing and unusual about this child? He was like a little professor, a wise man in a child’s body. They were impressed with His questions. Why not His answers? Who was asking the questions? Not the religious know-it-all’s. Jesus was. What does that tell us? There is wisdom and humility in asking questions.

In Hebrew thought, intelligence was measured by the questions asked rather than by the answers given. Makes sense, doesn’t it? Questions reveal the level of our thought processes. Deep thinkers ask deep questions. Many people ask no questions at all because they believe anything and everything without applying intelligence or reason. It’s no wonder God calls us “sheep”! How else can human beings swallow the rubbish they believe?

What was Jesus thinking while the teachers were spouting their “knowledge” to Him? Was He taking it all in and weighing it up against His budding understanding of the true nature of His heavenly Father? In the days to come, that would be the point of departure from these religious leaders of Israel. Their God and His God were worlds apart. Their God ground their faces into His Law and held them at gunpoint to their allegiance to the Law at the expense of mercy. His God was compassionate and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in love and faithfulness.

His response to His mother’s rebuke alerts us to the fact that He was already aware of God’s and His unusual relationship as Father and Son. He ignored Mary’s “your father” for a higher connection with “my Father”. That shut Mary up. She had nothing to say in response to that. She was gently put in her place, forced to remember that her Son, even at twelve years old, was the Son of God.

“His mother held these things dearly, deep within herself. And Jesus matured, growing up in both body and spirit, blessed by both God and people.” Luke 2:52 (The Message).

She tried, but He was way ahead of her. She added yet another of those unexpected gems to her treasure chest of memories for another time. One day, in the future, she would process all these things and they would finally make sense when she could see the big picture.

Missing!

MISSING!

“When they finished everything required by God in the Law, they returned to Galilee and their own town, Nazareth. There the child grew strong in body and wise in spirit. And the grace of God was on Him.

“Every year Jesus’ parents travelled to Jerusalem for the Feast of Passover. When He was twelve years old, they went up as they always did for the Feast. When it was over and they left for home, the child Jesus stayed behind in Jerusalem, but His parents didn’t know it. Thinking He was somewhere in the company of pilgrims, they journeyed for a whole day and then began looking for Him among relatives and neighbours. When they didn’t find Him, they went back to Jerusalem looking for Him.” Luke2:41-45 (The Message).

What a contrast! Twelve years of trouble-free childhood, and then He goes missing!

Twelve was a magical age for a Jewish boy. Bar Mitzvah! He had come of age. He was permitted into the company of the men to take His place among them. Admittedly He was still a “junior” man and had lots to learn, but nevertheless He was still a MAN. As a man He also had responsibilities. He took part in the Jewish “rehearsal” feasts. Did Jesus know at this stage that He was celebrating the ritual of His own death?

Luke pulls a veil of secrecy over the first twelve years of His life — His apprenticeship for manhood. Instead he sweeps it aside with a summary statement that says everything; no intimate details about nappy rash, teething problems, potty training, learning to walk, measles, chicken pox or a runny nose! Did Jesus participate in all these minor details associated with growing up?

A healthy, strong, wise child — that’s all we know. Those of us who are parents can fill in the details against the backdrop of our own experience! His family life must have been chaos; at least six brothers and sisters pitted against Him. Did they victimise Him because He was the firstborn and had to take the rap for everything they did? Did they gang up against Him and deliberately do things to make trouble for Him? Did Mom try to shield Him from their vindictive pranks?

We know that His brothers refused to believe in Him until after the earth-shattering event that took place in Jerusalem thirty three years later. He walked out of a sealed tomb – alive! That shook them to the core. They mocked and ridiculed Him because they didn’t understand. He knew exactly how it felt to be the cause of a split right down the middle of a family. He spoke about it. “I did not come to bring peace, but a sword…a man’s enemies will be the members of his own household” Matthew 10:34b, 36 (NIV).

And then, after twelve years of a perfect record, He goes missing! What was He thinking?  Was He aware of the anguish He was causing His parents? This seems to have been the moment when He crossed over from boyhood to true manhood. In the rituals of the Passover He began to see His role in God’s big plan. With His mind filled with the Torah, which He already knew by heart, He pondered the greater truths hidden in the old story of deliverance from Egypt.

His parents had not caught up with Him. They were still Mom and Dad, doing their best to raise this kid who was placed in their trust, the Son of God and the Saviour of the world. They didn’t learn that at school! What crazy thoughts went through their minds as they frantically searched through the company for their missing son? Were they thinking, ‘After twelve’s years He’s gone and blown it. Has He been kidnapped? We’ve messed up. It’s our fault. We didn’t keep an eye on Him.’

They were so used to an obedient and compliant Jesus that this shook them to the core. What were they to do now? What if they never found Him? How would they explain that one to God?