Scripture: Isaiah 49:1-7
Everyone is created with a purpose, they have something inside of them that every ounce of their being strives to achieve. Unfortunatly for us we do not have full knowledge of ourselves, we can spend a lifetime seaching for who we are, come close, and still miss it because we are distracted by the worries of our lives. We could be something more, but we worry about the bills, the kids, our spouce. How much more could we provide for these if we were able to glimps the meaning of our life.
Jesus, unlike us, was able to see the things we are unable to see. When the book of Isaiah was read in the Meeting of Worship, something inside Him lept with completness. He knew that He was the fulfillment of time not just for Israel but all mankind.
One day the Greek people came to talk with Him and the Father spoke to them just as He did those of Israel. Jesus’ words have reached across cultural boundries and the time for redemption is here.
I wonder about the days when Jesus a boy, listening to the men reading. What did He feel, did He ever say something to those around Him? When He saw a person of another nation did He begin to think is it time? Did he know how sharp His tongue would be or how accurate his arrows would fly? He is hidden waiting to be revealed. Then one day He climbs on the back of an unridden colt and the time is here. He is no longer hidden but in full view. The nations seek Him wanting to know His wisdom, yet there are those wanting to put him back into obscurity.
Imagine Jesus’ youth today and His anticipation. Imagine the strain He had over the knowldge He posessed which we could only dream about. He knows us before our mothers even realize we are growing in their womb, He knows what will cause us joy and pain, what will draw us to Him or drive us away. He knows what we are capable of and yet He allows us to find it through gentle urgings. He grew into who He should be, so do we. Let us today think about our life and consider what we could do if the one who knows us best were directing our lives.
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