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Recently our team (currently only a few of us here in Bundi) started listening to a sermon series together by a pastor in Virginia about the character of Jesus. This week we listened to Christ the Teacher and read John 3:1-17 where Jesus is speaking with Nicodemus.

In brief the sermon was less about the focus of Jesus being our teacher and more about our posture as believers - are we coming to Christ with a burning desire to know more, an appetite to ask questions, to seek Him as the good and trustworthy teacher? And when we do come near to Him with questions, are we content with just his nearness and trusting his sovereignty? We often won’t be told the answers -just as Nicodemus was only presented with more questions from Jesus - but we can rest in his company and that is ENOUGH.

Wow - what a precious reminder that growth comes from humility and recognizing that we don’t have all the answers and we NEED Jesus. How sweet that we serve a God that doesn’t ask us to be uber intelligent or confident but instead, we are called to humbly ask questions, recognize that He is the source of truth, and rest in his nearness with or without answers.

For us, right now in a new place where we have many questions - why does this happen, why does this person suffer in this way, how can we help here without hurting… It is peaceful and comforting to know that we can sit with Jesus and be satisfied by his presence. We are brought near in the questions. It is sometimes that simple. And we are grateful.


“If we let ourselves, we shall always be waiting for some distraction or other to end before we can really get down to our work. The only people who achieve much are those who want knowledge so badly that they seek it while the conditions are still unfavorable. Favorable conditions never come.” -CS Lewis


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