"At once the Spirit drove Him out into the desert, and He remained in the desert for forty days, tempted by Satan. He was among the wild beasts, and the angels ministered to Him."
I wonder what it was like in that desert. By Himself.
Which one of these hills was He in?
I wonder how hot it got. How dry it was.
How did He decide where to walk? Which hill to climb? Where to sleep? Did he entertain Himself with stories? Jokes? Did He talk to His father the entire time?
I wonder if he saw this tree.
Did He lean on it out of exhaustion? Did He sit under it for shade? Did He kneel under it to pray?
I wonder how many wild animals crossed His path?
Were they peaceful in His presence? Did they startle Him in the night? Were they His companions in a sea of nothingness?
I wonder how He handled the temptations.
Did He shrug them off as child's play? Did He work harder than He ever had to stay focused on the goal? Did He stare off that mountain, and instead of wishing He ruled over the land, prayed for its forgiveness?
I wonder if He came out stronger. Exhausted? More focused? Sadder?
I wonder if those forty days felt like forty years.
I wonder why He did that for us.
God Bless you.