His parents didn’t know what to think. “Son,” his mother said to him, “why have you done this to us? Your father and I have been frantic, searching for you everywhere.” “But why did you need to search?” he asked. “Didn’t you know that I must be in my Father’s house?”
When I read this, multiple things run through my head. At first, the way Jesus responds to His parents seems like a smart ass remark. Sounds like something a know it all kid would say. “Duh, dad. If you had half a brain you would know.”
But, as I think about it more, it also sounds like the type of response I would want from my kids. He was so in tune with God the Father that he seemed dumbfounded that someone would think he would be somewhere else in the city. Why would he be at the mall when he could be spending time with God? Why would he be playing basketball when He could be worshiping the Creator? Jesus wanted to be in his Father’s house more than playing Nintendo with his friends.
Lord, I pray that my kids would have a heart like this. I pray that I could set an example to them of what really matters in life. That they would come to understand that you are to be our desire. That you are to be what we are fixated on. I pray that my kids would be so in love with you that everything else in life takes a back seat.