Sunday, December 28, 2014

Finding Humility with the Holy Family

Today, on the Feast of the Holy Family, my mind turns to the 5th Joyful Mystery of the Rosary: Finding of the Child Jesus in the Temple in Luke 2:41-52

On the way home from a visit to the Temple, well into the journey, Mary and Joseph realize that Jesus is not with them, so they make the trek back to find him, frantic and anxious…as any parent would be. Upon entering the Temple, they find him surrounded by men who are dumbfounded by what he knows. When asked why he caused so much worry, his response is simple-Why wouldn’t he be in his father’s house? Luke then explains that while his parents stand there listening, “…they did not understand what he spoke to them.”

As I reflect on this Gospel, this is the verse that sticks out to me. “They did not understand.” It is so frustrating to find myself in the situation where I do not understand something or someone. It hurts my pride; it’s humiliating.  So, when I come across this verse, I feel myself getting a little frustrated for Mary and Joseph. They are his parents afterall. Of all people, they should be able to understand. Couldn’t God have given them some grace or some sort of code, so that they wouldn’t worry? “Oh yeah,” they could think, “He’s the Son of God, of course.” Then, they could walk in peace knowing that Jesus would be different.

But that’s not how it was to be; it’s not how God wanted it.  It wouldn’t be normal or right for them to have a ‘secret code’ of understanding everything and knowing just what being the Son of God meant or what being his parents would mean. That wasn’t their place. The grace they were given was to be his parents, in very human, ordinary, loving ways. As part of the mystery of the Incarnation, “The Word became flesh and dwelt among us,” and put himself in the humble place of needing humans. Jesus needed human parents who were loving, emotional, and real. He needed to learn how to be a man, how to be part of a family, and the human experience from his mom and dad. It was part of his formation. So, they had to search for him, like so many parents who have lost their children…physically or emotionally.

And their response? The only indication is about Mary, his mother. “And she kept all these things in her heart.” No anger. No resentment. And, really, no mention of anxiety after he was found.  She ponders and sits with it: something here, a truth, was yet to unfold and now was not the time for her to know. Mary, the mother of God, did not know everything, yet she knew all that she needed to know at the time.

I look at this ‘mirror’ that my Father has allowed me to reflect in while sitting with this passage. What does it mean for me when I’m hit with the realization of not understanding the events, path, or people in my life? Mary can teach us so much! If the Mother of God can accept that she is not to understand everything about her Son and all that’s to come and her reaction is to move on, while keeping these events in her heart, then who am I to say that I deserve more?

Peace comes with knowing that despite finding Jesus there was mystery for his own Mother. Mary had puzzles to be unlocked, questions to explore, and events to sit with. There flashes of light or Aha moments. Even in her intimacy with Jesus, she has to let grace enter in and grow in her heart. I am blessed that my Father lead me to this passage. I feel humbled and recognized in where I am. And, I know that the inner prayers of my learning to ponder heart are being heard…even as my Father’s response is, “That’s not for you to know right now.”

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