He was one of the most dedicated men to the mission of paternity.

Alerted by spiritual voices, during the rest of the daily duties, he raised immediately.

Obeying the privileged information that the son was taking risk of death, he gathered the essential, awake his wife, took the son and left.

He did not wait for the day to rise up or even allow himself the luxury of preparing details for the long journey to exile.

He was such a thoughtful father to that new born life that he did not was afraid of living among foreigners, away from his own people and origins. All of that to protect the precious life of his child.

Aware of the mission of which he was designated, he kept himself attentive to the orientation from High.

Nobel man, Spirit of great scope, has never allowed himself to disconnect from the Good Spirits.

So, later, when the voices returned, during the night sleep, he prepared himself to go back to Judeah.

However, the new orientation told him to choose another place.

This was because severe orders to eliminate the firstborn were still in force, determined by the successor of the tetrarchy of Judea, Perea and Idumea.

He introduced his son to the teachings of the Torah, although he believed that He had prior knowledge of all this.

He spoke to Him about the God of Israel, looking Him in the eyes and adding: You know all this, don't you, dear son?

Attending the feast in Jerusalem, he took his teenage son.

Surprised by His absence on the way back, after the first day of walking, he went back to look for Him.

How oppressed that fatherly heart must have been, being the guardian of such a precious life!

When meeting Him in the temple, he was taken by apprehension.

Would his beloved son be assuming the mission for which he had come into the world so soon? Would that be the time already determined by the Heavenly Father?

Aware of what that wise Boy was saying, which left the priests of the Temple open-mouthed, he understood His response when he stated that He was dealing with His Father's business.

He knew that he was not the father He was talking about. He was the earthly father, the protector, the one to whom the Greater Father had entrusted that life, so persecuted, since His birth.

How many times, in the following years, would he have been startled by some arbitrary tumult of the prevailing temporal power?

How many times would he have laid his head down to sleep and asked: Until when, Heavenly Father, will I have the necessary strength and the necessary common sense to protect This Life?

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Every father is the protector and guardian of his children. But this one had someone extremely great under his responsibility.

His firstborn was the Solar King. Announced by the prophets, awaited by the anxiety of a people.

He had arrived announced by the heavenly messengers, amidst songs and a star of extraordinary brightness.

With His life constantly threatened by those who would discover His divine royalty, Joseph lived between carpentry, family and religious duties.

He was so great in his humility that he did not even leave precise records of his heroic passage on Earth.

A man, a father, a protector. Thank you, Joseph, for the excellent performance of your mission.

Spiritist Moment Team.
May 9.2025