yikes

I was watching Alias last night and I had the strangest thought.

But before I get into that, I think that I need to explain how my brain operates. I have this really weird, ridiculously random association thing that runs day and night. I can go from Winston Churchill's psychological profile to my favorite brand of socks in roughly two connections.

Here goes- I was thinking about building high-tech facilities undergrond and that led to architecture and then I remembered that Jesus was trained as a carpenter. Then I thought that Joseph (Mary's husband) had to have taught him this trade. Then I got to thinking about how futile the whole exercise is:

First, Joseph knows that Jesus is the Son of God and has great works and duties to perform.

Second, Jesus also knows that he is the Son of God and thusly will love God more than Joseph.

Third, Jesus loves us all equally - that includes Joseph . . .think how that makes Joseph feel, knowing that he is no more special to Jesus, the boy he raised, than some random schmuck on the street.

So why does Joseph go through the motions of training Jesus as a carpenter? He knows Jesus is going to leave, knows Jesus isn't going to put this skill to use, knows he won't be around; he's got bigger fish to fry.

I don't know about anybody else, but regardless of the Works that God has planned, in Joseph's place, the whole situation would break my heart.

After this stream of thought and reasoning reached this point, I got a little depressed and badly wanted to buy that man a drink. I mean, I'm not what you'd call religious and I'm certainly no theologian; I just see one serious injustice done to one seemingly random and average man.