The Father’s Delight

How tender it is to see the Father break through the veil of heaven to declare His love for the Son — not once, but three times.

At the water’s edge of baptism, on the mount of transfiguration glory, and even as the shadow of the cross grew long.
Each time, the Father’s voice rang clear:

“This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased.”

And in these moments, we see so much more.

We see the quiet years of Nazareth — the unnoticed days of labor and learning, of submitting and serving.
Years that were hidden from men’s eyes, yet fully known and wholly pleasing to God.

I take such comfort in this.
For so much of life feels ordinary, tucked away in the Nazareth’s of our own stories —
the kitchen tables, the workrooms, the hospital bedsides.
Seasons that may seem small, yet are seen by the Father who delights in humble, faithful hearts.

Jesus, the humble Servant of Isaiah, was rejected, despised, and acquainted with grief.
But from such lowliness burst forth eternal victory.
This is God’s way — and it still is.

May we learn to treasure the hidden years and embrace the humble paths,
trusting that the Father sees, the Father knows, and in Christ, the Father is well pleased.

📖 “For the LORD takes pleasure in His people; He will beautify the humble with salvation.”

— Psalm 149:4

🙏 Prayer:
Lord, teach me to love the hidden seasons, to walk humbly as Jesus did, and to trust that even the quiet days are precious in Your sight. Amen.