When Jesus arrived in the villages of Caesarea Philippi, he asked his disciples, “What are people saying about who the Son of Man is?”
They replied, “Some think he is John the Baptizer, some say Elijah, some Jeremiah or one of the other prophets.”
He pressed them, “And how about you? Who do you say I am?”
Simon Peter said, “You’re the Christ, the Messiah, the Son of the living God.”
Matthew 16:13-16 (The Message)
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“What are people saying about who the Son of Man is?”
“And how about you? Who do you say I am?”
Lord, I think You love questions.
You have sprinkled Your Bible with them.
You love to ask them to us, making us feel uneasy enough to stretch out of our comfort zones, yet secure enough to try to discuss them with You.
God – the Master Teacher, the One who already knows the answer – still asks us questions.
You invite us to pull up a chair and to say, “Let’s talk about this? What do you think?”
I am thankful You are God who asks questions.
I am also thankful You are a God that allows us to ask questions.
You give us a sacred space to wrestle with uncertainty, to examine our doubts, and to search for meaning all the while surrounded by Your loving arms.
To come to You, frustrated, angry, fearful and ask You, “Why?”
To draw near to You with more tears than words and whisper, “How?
To sit with You, tapping our feet and wiggling off Your lap, demanding, “When?”
And You still welcome our questions.
Questions from mere human beings to the Supreme Being.
Questions from the Master Teacher to His earthly students to broaden our minds and deepen our faith.
Questions that invite us to draw closer and linger a little longer and perhaps get to know each other better.
Today I am grateful for questions
Those asked of me
And those I can ask
Today I am thankful for an inquiring and inquisitive God who is so crazy about us to ask questions and to invite us to dialogue with Him.