At nine Jesus knew the truth. He knew the Bible so well that he awed the Scribes and Pharisees with His knowledge and insight into the Word of God as the Israelites knew it at that time.
Yet today this very day two thousand year ago he walked upon the hills around Nazareth. He talked to His half-brothers and sisters. He talked with his mother and step-father. I honestly don’t know when Joseph died, so I really cannot say Jesus was able to talk to him, but we know Joseph was alive when Christ was nine.
We know that seventeen years from now those that knew Him most everyday rejected Him, even His half-siblings, for it is not until after His resurrection that his brother James comes to accept Him as the Messiah.
He already knew who His true Father is. Yet the evidence due to the rejection by those that knew Him most was that He did not show arrogance in anyway His entire time upon this planet. He showed humility His entire life, yet was wiser than any of the elders of the Jewish faith.
He never sought after riches for it is plainly seen that He was poor His entire life. It is plain to see that He never mentioned that He was the Son of God until the appointed time, for to have done it at any other time would most likely have led to stoning. For His fate was not to be stoned, but much worse. He was to be crucified, which is more heinous of a fate. For that fate was to redeem even the most odious of sins.
He knew even now two thousand years ago that He was to hang upon the cross, yet He kept quiet. He kept silent until His Father told Him it was time.
Why? Because He loves that which His father loves, which was all of His creation, which also included all of us up until the end. Each and every person is beloved by God. However not every single person loves God or His precious and humble Son.
Even today this very day many say to His sorrow: “I reject you God.” Not aware of what they are truly saying for they have not been told the truth.
Most in this world listen to the lies that make them happy in this moment, in this now, in this temporal reality that is only meant for this very moment. The very idea of that there is a God or is there not. Do I wish to server Him or do I deny Him.
Too many choose to deny Him. Yet even more choose to serve Him and in turn choose to deny Him. Of this latter group I feel the most sorrow and pain for they walk about thinking they are one with God as they live their lives in this world unaware that they are dead to Him, for He has spat them out for their betrayal. The betrayal by the lukewarm.