I’ve been thinking about Jesus’ age when He completed His life on earth. He died at only 33! That’s just not very old! At a youthful age, Jesus handled Himself with exceeding wisdom. He understood deep, hidden things of God. Jesus knew Himself and was comfortable in His own skin. He was the only young man who lived with unmatched excellence. No sin. Just love. To this day, He still loves perfectly!
At 33, I was still figuring out who I am. Somewhat naïve. Inexperienced. I didn’t understand a lot about life. I’m older with different perspectives and conclusions, yet there is still so much I don’t know. Life is filled with things that can’t be explained or neatly packed away. I think I’m making less mistakes than when I was 33. But that’s just it! I was making mistakes. To this day, I still do.