Have you ever had one of your children get away from you? It happened to me once. I was walking from the car to an evening church service in a crowd of people with my five children. I may have been carrying the youngest, but I always had the children hold hands and stay right beside me. (It’s not easy being a single mother with five little ones!) When a fellow church member brought one of the children who had lagged behind to me, it was the first I realized one of my little ones wasn’t with me. I was horrified! It was only a matter of a minute or two but it scared me. Can you imagine what it was like for Joseph and Mary when their son was lost to them, not for minutes, but for more than a day and overnight? When they finally found Jesus at the Temple and questioned him about his actions, he couldn’t understand their concern. After all, though he was our Savior, he was also once a 12-year-old boy.
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Briefly Speaking is full of hope and encouragement--that's my goal. I'm a professional writer who promises you sometimes funny, sometimes thought-provoking comment on my life in horse country in north Texas and on what's happening in the world at large. View all posts by Sheila Graham