Sometimes you just have to get away. Find a quiet place. Escape to a hideout. Take some time to regroup. Jesus had gone face to face with those who would eventually succeed in ending his life. If they had their druthers they would have killed him already. But His time had not come yet.
So rather than remain in the heat of the battle—in mortal combat with the minions of His archenemy, he chooses to return to a place that holds special meaning to him; back when his life was simpler—when his cousin was still living. This is a moment to catch his breath, and to take inventory of the mission he had come to earth to complete. I can’t imagine what that process would be like. I would give anything to listen to his conversations with his Father in heaven. He must have spent much time in prayer and contemplation. There is no mention of his disciples in this passage—did he go alone?
In the hectic pace of my life, there are moments when I simply want to get away. I need to escape to a quiet and solitary place to contemplate, to refocus, to reconnect with God. It is too easy, and I have been there before, to live on autopilot. That is neither healthy nor profitable. Lord, help me listen to your call to find that quiet place, to get away, to slow down, and connect with you.
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