Then Jesus was led by the Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted by the devil. After fasting forty days and forty nights, he was hungry. The tempter came to him and said, “If you are the Son of God, tell these stones to become bread.” Jesus answered, “It is written: ‘Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.’” Matthew 4:1-4 *** The wind brought no relief, only tiny bits of sand that stung his skin. The barren ground around him was littered with sun scorched stones, and he watched rolls of heat emanate from them like ripples across water.  Water. Jesus reached for his goatskin flask and lifted it to his dry lips. He sat quietly in the shade of a large boulder, waiting for evening to bring some relief. He took one more drink, and as he set the flask down he noticed his arms. They were so

thin. He couldn’t remember ever seeing them so frail.  His father had been a carpenter. Joseph had taken him everywhere - to him, Jesus had been an ever present shadow. Jesus learned everything a carpenter could ever know because he saw everything a carpenter could ever see. And everything required so much strength. Sometimes brute force, and at other times a don’t-breathe-don’t-blink attention to delicate details that would mean the success or failure of weeks of work. It was an exhausting exercise of both mind and muscle. Joseph loved it, and Jesus did too. He remembered as a young boy when he had finished building his first plough. Joseph had been so proud, he had laughed and grabbed his son’s sore arms exclaiming what a man he was becoming. Jesus had laughed too.  Ever since that day Jesus had taken great pride in his physical frame, knowing that it reflected his craft and - more importantly - the pride he…