Jesus, when did you know? Were you just a little boy of 4 skipping rocks across the water when you knew you would someday walk across the sea? Were you just a very little boy of 6 when you saw a blind man stumble and knew one day you would give him sight? How big were you dear Jesus when you knew the day would come that you would feel the weight and shame of sinful man and pay the debt for us. When did you know you were the Father's lamb to drink the cup of His wrath for me? When did you know that after those final hours on the cross you would rise again? Oh Jesus when did you know? At 12 you knew you were to be about your Father's business, did you understand it all? When did you feel such love for lost mankind? Was this love always in your heart or did you have to choose to love us? Jesus did you just know? Were these things always in your heart or did the Father tell you a little at a time, the same way we have to trust and wait before we fully understand. Jesus when did you know?

When did you know you were the Father's lamb to drink the cup of His wrath for me? When did you know that after those final hours on the cross you would rise again?