As a Bible college graduate and someone who committed their life to be a follower of Jesus, there are quite a few things I know about faith, Christianity and the Bible. So whenever I hear preachers and teachers speak from God’s Word, I can usually decipher early on what they’ll say and where they’d like to go with their talk. Why? Well, because I know stuff.
So, the other day I am sitting in church and I’ve lost a bit of interest in what the preacher is saying because like I said, I know stuff. Suddenly he says something that puts a thought in my head that I just can’t get rid of for the next few days. The thought? “I am Nicodemus!”
Not so much the fact that this Jewish scholar came seeking a personal encounter with Jesus at night but because he thought he really knew stuff that he actually knew very little about. For as much as he knew about his faith and the scriptures, he knew nothing about Jesus the Messiah. This made me wonder how much I really understand about what I know about God and His Word. The answer to that question, of course is… very little.
Well my subsequent introspection, deliberation and quiet times have led me to revisit something I already know but clearly never fully understood. God is Big. And I thank my Big God for the little that I know about Him.