“Why were you searching for me?” he asked. “Didn’t you know I had to be in my Father’s house?” Luke 2:49
Mary and Joseph had been searching for Jesus for 3 whole days. As a mother I can imagine she searched everywhere she could think a little 12 year old mind might wander, looking for fun, looking for adventure, or anything that might spark the excitement of a little boy. Oh the trouble a little boy would be expected to get into when left to his own devices. I can imagine that even though she knew she was raising God's son, the temple is the last place she expected to find her little boy in a world full of temptation.
But I can't shake Jesus' response out of my head "Where else would you expect me to be?" He was saying, 'I am after all, THE son of God. Where else would I go but in my Father's house? In my Father's presence? There's no where else I'd rather be!'
That's my new standard. We live in a world full of excuses. It's high on stress and low on expectations, and motherhood is no exception. Society tells us it's okay to snap at our kids, lose our temper or get angry, as long as the good out weighs the bad. It's to be expected, right? After all, there is so much stress on today's mom with busy agenda's and jobs and husbands and sports, it's no wonder we bend until we break. Even though the world knows I am a Christian, I can't always react like a Christian, right? I am only human after all. And that's why Christianity is losing so much of it's power these days, because not only does the world not expect more out of us, but most of the time we don't even expect more out of ourselves. But God doesn't grade my heart on a curve. He doesn't compare me to the world around me, he compares me to God's own heart. For I abide in him, and he in me (John 15:4). Jesus is my standard. When the whold world tells me that not only is it okay, but it's to be expected to react to ________(insert stressful person or sitaution here)__________ in a less than Godly way, I want Jesus to be my standard. I want the world to wonder how I could react out of love in a hateful situation, and I want to be able to say "What else would you expect of me? Where else would you find my heart but in the presence of God? He is living in me and I in Him, I am a Jesus girl afterall".
Help me remember that you have higher standards for me than the rest of the world. When life gets stressful, people get hateful, or times get tough, and my flesh fights to react, help me remember who I am. I am you; that 12 year old little boy that nobody expected to find in the temple. Nobody would have been surprised or stunned had you been off having fun with other boys your age, you were only a child and I'm sure there was temptation all around you, but there you were- in your father's house all along. Give me strength, grace, compassion and love and make the whold world wonder where it came from so I can point to you, and show them a heart thats hidden in her father's presence