To turn it into the ordinary speech of our
day, it is just this: 'Why did you look for me? Didn't you know that I must
of course be doing something my Father had given me to do?' Just think of
the quiet sweetness of confidence in this. And think what a life his must
have been up to that twelfth year of his, that such an expostulation with
his mother was justified. It must have had reference to a good many things
that had passed before then, which ought to have been sufficient to make
Mary conclude that her missing boy must be about God's business somewhere.
If her heart had been as full of God and God's business as his, she would
not have been in the least uneasy about him. And here is the lesson of his
whole life: it was all his Father's business. The boy's mind and hands
were full of it. The man's mind and hands were full of it. And the risen
conqueror was full of it still. For the Father's business is everything,
and includes all work that is worth doing. We may say in a full grand
sense, that there is nothing but the Father and his business."
"But we have so many things to do that are not his business," said Wynnie,
with a sigh of oppression.
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