Coming across this picture, I asked, ‘What is the little boy talking to you about Lord?’
I always seem to be asking the Lord questions, I treasure the answers, given and hold them close, pondering them often, as Mary would have kept her son’s questions and answers
I think Our Lord does the same with our questions and answers, holding them close, waiting the right time to answer.
Jesus Christ is still teaching, He is still the same, yesterday, today for ever.
When our yesterday’s are many, we have many treasures folded up in our memory, wrapped up in love, it is so wonderful to me, that Jesus sometimes surprises me by unwrapping my little treasure with me.
This time, He answered my question directly with just one word.
Once again, I was a child, concerned that my room seemed to be filled with “smoke” that was how I named it. Fragrant smoke…. and I had felt dizzy.
“When “smoke” fills God’s House, no one can stand.” The Lord had said, “When many prayers are offered on the Altar ~ there is much smoke”
So now I remembered.
Incense is not offered in my Church, our services are simple, our church building is simple and has seen better days, it is in need of loving renewal, during its lifetime many prayers have been made, many answered, yet it is so unlike the the House which Solomon built:
“It came even to pass, as the trumpeters and singers were as one, to make one sound to be heard in praising and thanking the LORD; and when they lifted up their voice with the trumpets and cymbals and instruments of musick, and praised the LORD, saying, For He is good; and His mercy endureth for ever: that then the House was filled with a cloud, even the house of the LORD; so that the priests could not stand to minister by reason of the cloud: for the glory of the Lord had filled the house of God.”
Many prayers much Smoke.
Trumpeters and singers as one, to make one sound.
I cannot imagine what such a little boy, might have thought when visiting Herod’s temple for the first time.
He doesn’t look old enough to have made his first Passover Journey up to Jerusalem, probably he would have been overwhelmed, and needed his father’s arms to keep him on his feet and from being crushed. I can imagine that and a few precious moments with Jesus the teacher gladly answering his questions and asking questions of his own. I catch a drift of conversation;
“So I may not do this next year, even when I am ten?”
“No. You may not do this when you are ten.”
The dreams and aspirations of children today are millions of light years away, to those of such little boys then. …
I can catch in my spirit’s ear, little boy Jesus asking Joseph the same question, “So I may not, even when I am ten?”
“You may not do this when you are ten.”
What I don’t hear is a stroppy murmur in reply.
I recall that Jesus was obedient to his parents in all things, and grew in wisdom and grace, and I recall that on His last visit to Jerusalem that as one, the people proclaimed “Blessed is He that comes in the name of the Lord”
He made that last journey, in obedience to our Heavenly Father to offer the one, complete sacrifice for our sins, unlike the priests on that great day in Solomon’s Day, Jesus stands when the Heavenly Temple is filled with smoke.
Though He were a Son, yet learned He obedience by the things which He suffered; And being made perfect, He became the author of eternal salvation unto all them that obey Him; called of God an High Priest after the order of Melchizedek.
Scriptures: 1 Chronicles 5. 13-14, Hebrews 5. 8-10 KJV