losing the Son of God

Today is the feast of St. Joseph, and this morning I was listening to an online meditation based on the story of Mary and Joseph having to go back to Jerusalem to find the missing 12-year-old Jesus. And the speaker asked us to consider us consider how Joseph felt in that situation.

Suddenly, I could just imagine the panic: "OH NO! I've lost the Son of God. Now, what am I going to do? How is God going to punish me for this mess-up?"

But of course, God had the situation covered all the time.

The thought made me laugh, and it also made me wonder whether a lot of my panic isn't just as silly. It's food for thought, isn't it?