Where You'll Find Me

“And [Jesus] said to them, ‘Why is it that you were looking for Me? Did you not know that I had to be in My Father’s house?’” (Luke 2:49)

The above verse (and passage to which it belongs) is the only record of the life of Christ in the Gospels from the time He’s two years old to the time He’s thirty. And what an unusual record it is! One of the things I find most interesting about this story, beyond that Mary and Joseph lose Jesus like they do, but that they, of all people, wouldn’t know where to look to find Him! Sure, hindsight is 20/20. And so I can sit here in judgment of our Lord’s parents. It’s so very easy because I have all the facts. Of course, the Son of God would be in His Father’s house. Shame on you, Mary and Joseph! That’s where I would have looked! While removing my tongue from my cheek, the thought and question came to my mind as I was considering this story: Where might it be that, if people were looking for one of us, let’s just say, like Jesus’ parents were Him - where might they go to find us and they’d know we’d be there for sure? “Oh yeah, he’s over watching his boy play Little League Baseball on Saturday afternoons.” Or, “She bowls every Tuesday night with the ladies. That’s where you’ll find her. She never misses.” Or, “They always go out on a date as a couple once a month to dinner. It’s Perko’s tonight.” And each of these are good places to be found. Don’t get me wrong. But what about being found in the presence of God like where Jesus was? When people think of us do they think of our devotion to the Lord, too, or do they just see us like everybody else in the world? My heart’s cry (and I know it’s yours, also) is to have God filling the place in my life that He filled in Christ’s life. Amen? And not just because I’m a Pastor. But just because He saved my soul. “Don’t you know you’ll find Mike (fill in your name) in His Father’s house?”