Sunday, July 11, 2010
3 Questions about Jesus
My friend Jason is doing a blog series entitled "3 Questions about Jesus." Here is the idea:
"Today I’m beginning a new series called “3 Questions About Jesus.” The idea is to ask different people how they would explain Jesus Christ to someone who had heard about him, but really knew nothing about Christianity. Their questions are:
- Who is Jesus the Christ?
- What has he done?
- Why does it matter?
I’m of the opinion that most presentations of the gospel tend to answer only one or two of these questions, or answer all of them in a way that reduces the scope of the gospel drastically. The challenge of this series will be to try answering these questions in a way that does justice to the depth and breadth of the gospel without trying to give people a pocket-sized systematic theology (because nobody would sit and listen to that)."
I've wrestled with this since he opened the series up for contributions (about a month ago), and my best attempt at answering the three questions is below:
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In high school, I was really angry. My questions were bigger than any proposed solutions. But "something" from "somewhere" compelled me to “believe” that Jesus is real, and that he loves me.Later in life, when I became a teacher, I would talk with my students about their lives, and sometimes I would pray for them. Jesus was with us, and in fact some of the words I would say were actually coming from him, not me.
Sometimes my students and I would spend a Saturday cooking breakfast and playing games with neighborhood kids. If I would step back and look around the room at the smiling faces and the running feet - I could see and hear Jesus.
Before she turned 18, one my students became pregnant. She decided to keep the baby, and I was at the hospital when Landon was born. Jesus was there too.
I visit Guatemala every year. I meet children, parents, pastors and workers. We mix concrete together, build homes, sing songs, and share meals. Jesus is definitely there with us too.
Most weeks, I meet with a small group of friends and we talk about life, questions about God, and ways we can try to help each other. I definitely feel Jesus when we get together.
There are many more experiences, but I will tell you about only one more. One night in college, I told Jesus that he had to show me that he was real. The next evening, I went to church, and for an hour Jesus and I talked about life. There was never another doubt that Jesus is a real person who is sharing life with me.
That’s just a few. Maybe some of those stories sounded familiar to you. I can’t describe him very well, but I know I’ve lived my life with Jesus.
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