What did Jesus do on his 33rd birthday?
Jesus, on the other hand, wouldn't have had a cake, or candles, or presents. He didn't take a day off work or have all the family over for dinner. His day was likely just the same as any other... full of healing people, and teaching, maybe some woodworking for good measure.
But just because Jews didn't celebrate birthdays doesn't mean that they didn't remember them. We know from scriptures like Mark 5, that specifically tells us the age of a 12-year-old girl, that they did keep track of their ages. And I have to believe that, on his last birthday, Jesus took time to reflect on what he knew to be the last anniversary of that extraordinary night 33 years before in a stable in Bethlehem.
What a bittersweet time it must have been. Sad to be leaving the family and friends he'd grown to love... anxious about the trial he was soon to face... and yet relieved. Happy. He'd be going home soon!
If there's anything that Jesus was, He was focused. Always, always completely focused. He knew where he was going... and why... every second of every day of his life. He never got sidetracked by trivial things.
I need more of that unshakeable, no-holds-barred focus. To remember why I am here. And to see that God gifted me with a life on this earth - with a birthday - for a purpose. And then to live out that purpose every day.
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