Today’s Gospel tells the familiar story of Mary and Joseph finding Jesus in the Temple. Even for someone like myself who does not have children, the thought of losing your only child in an unfamiliar city is daunting. Mary and Joseph were most likely worried for their son’s safety and fearful about whether he would return home safe and sound. To their surprise, however, their son was teaching in the Temple. He was in his Father’s house, teaching, where he belonged. He was safe in God’s hands.
So often we find ourselves concerned that God will not work everything out. Our faith teaches us to pray and trust that all will happen for the best. Sometimes, I find myself praying for a special intention, but wondering whether God will answer my prayer. However, some of my most awesome life experiences have involved reviewing life’s toughest events in hindsight. Sometimes I feel as though God was testing me. Other times, I feel as though my sufferings and shortcomings were meant to make me a stronger person.
I had one of these experiences when I was home for Thanksgiving Break last November, living with my family for the weekend. Anyone who knows me well knows my family does not get along perfectly and my trips home are much more stressful than relaxing. Upon returning to Creighton, however, I have found my family to be a wonderful thing. They steered me toward Creighton, the university which I have come to love and has made me who I am today. Had I not had conflict with my family in the past, I would not have wanted to attend a school so far away and would probably go home more often. Having a less-than-ideal world at home has made me want to form a wonderful world here. My struggles happened for a reason and reviewing them in hindsight is an awesome experience. I find that I was in God's hands all along, just as Mary and Joseph came to find Jesus was alright because God was on their side.