Jesus replied . . . “My time hasn’t come yet.” John 2:4 (CEB)
In the Bible, we see glimpses of Jesus as a newborn, at eight days old, two years old, twelve, and then not again until the years between thirty and thirty-three.
What was he like at sixteen? Twenty-nine and a half? What was Jesus thinking and doing during the six months prior to His appearance on the scene for the launch of His ministry that began at the Jordan River?
Was He impatient to begin His healing, teaching, disciplining work? Did He find the hours He spent in the carpentry shop boring, annoying, a waste of time? Did He practice healing on a small scale like a young boy might practice wheelies on his bike before letting anyone else see?
Tradition fills in some of the blanks. But for the most part, we don’t know. We know He observed life around Him. Important, since He’d draw from those observations about farmers and birds and houses with poor foundations during His public ministry. He knew the recorded Scriptures well, often quoting from them when making a point. So He must have been a lifelong student of the Word.
But Jesus may well have been completely content, unhurried, patient about the timetable of the Father God’s ultimate plan for Him. At the wedding in Cana, when His mother pressed Him to “do something” about the lack of wine, He tried to shush her, saying His time had not yet come.
Within His core was beating a pulse that said, “Wait for it. Wait for it . . . ” until “the fullness of time had come.”
Faith Step: If you’re in a waiting season right now, consider keeping a penny jar as a visual reminder of spiritual discontent. Toss in a penny for each time your frustration over having to wait takes center stage in your thoughts or conversations. Then give those frustrations over to God and ask Him to help you rest in Him.
