Today's Gospel was the finding of the child Jesus in the temple.
Each year his parents went to Jerusalem for the feast of Passover,
and when he was twelve years old, they went up according to festival custom.After they had completed its days, as they were returning, the boy Jesus remained behind in Jerusalem, but his parents did not know it.
Thinking that he was in the caravan, they journeyed for a day and looked for him among their relatives and acquaintances,
but not finding him, they returned to Jerusalem to look for him.
After three days they found him in the temple, sitting in the midst of the teachers, listening to them and asking them questions,
and all who heard him were astounded at his understanding and his answers.
When his parents saw him, they were astonished, and his mother said to him, "Son, why have you done this to us? Your father and I have been looking for you with great anxiety."
And he said to them, "Why were you looking for me? Did you not know that I must be in my Father's house?"
I had this sudden image of how this might play out if FR had existed back then and this got written up as an article.
"They didn't look for him for a whole day??? What kind of parents are they? What, do they assume other family members are going to take care of him for them while they're off partying?"
"Kids these days... In my day, we'd *never* have gone off without letting parents know."
"Hey, I know these people! They're good people. The father's the best carpenters in town and the mother is one of the sweetest people you could hope to meet. You guys don't know what you're talking about."
"A carpenter, huh? Bet they aren't wealthy. Why is he wasting money on a trip like that? Only thinking of the moment. Don't come to me for a handout..."
Probably could manage an illegal immigration angle on it, too. And something along the lines of "What can you expect of Nazareans, anyway?"
ROTFL!! Oh, that's terrific!
*snort*